This was floating around my notebook for a while undecided if it would become a poem or prose - I'd had to leave my eldest at college and let her go grow up at the time, so the bittersweet was something I related to. I love One, he could be so silly and other times so very serious and quietly sad, truly setting the pattern for the rest to follow.
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Date: 2012-01-31 02:56 pm (UTC)