terrible.
It was September 26th 1985.
A little baby boy was born,
happy faces everywhere.
No one would’ve thought in that moment,
that their little boy his bones
are buried deep in the cold earth,
28th years later.
But oh how blessed we are,
for having someone so great to miss.
Because there are people,
who have never heard the sound
of your laughter, or the sound
of your raw voice when
you sang along with the songs
you knew by heart.
How terrible must that be.
~~~
voor mijn broer die morgen 28 geworden zou zijn. Miss you lots

Shivers, vrouw, 115 jaar
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