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I will never forget you son, but it's time to let you go.

It doesn't mean I love you less, but my journey can't end you know.

I can't hold on to yesterday, as tomorrow will still arrive.

Our family still need me son, So I cannot take the dive.

I hope you understand son, It's not my time to leave.

It doesn't mean I love you less, my heart will always greave.

I have to live the life, God set out for me.

Son though it's hard to do, I have to set you free.

Letting you go is the hardest thing, a parent has to do.

But I know it's what you would want, For me to do for you.

You were always afraid someone would hurt me, that they would tear my heart in two.

But son even if that happened, both halves would still beat for you.

If I could turn back time, and bring you back to life.

I would hold you close, so you couldnt get into strife.

But your life was already planned, from the day you were born.

It was your time to go, though our hearts are torn.

I just thank you for everything, for the laughter and the tears.

Thank you for your cuddles, you gave throughout your years.

I thank you for the happy times, and for your brilliant smile.

You lit up my life son, and I will still miss that all the while.

We will meet again my boy, I know you will be there.

When it is my time to join you, and our laughter we will share.

But now it's time to let you go son, it's time to set you free.

Loving you always Mummy.

by Vicki Prospero