Winston:
You were a gift from God from the day you were adopted. I remember how much you loved getting a new ball, as the old one was no good as far as you were concerned. You knew people by name and were over 14 when you collapsed. My heart will never be whole again. I keep your little ashes and a lock of hair by the bedside to be close to me. You became my protector when you felt someone wanted to harm me and my comforter when you saw me cry. There will never be another you. And God willing, He will return you to me one day when I leave this earth. To say I love you will never be enough. Visit me in my dreams,
I miss your strength.
Counting the minutes.........
| Cynthia |