Lonely

Its cold this morning  used to my son would come down stairs just when i thought i was going to make it up the bed=he would jump in the bed and tell me Moma your bed is warmer.  And acourse i would sit on the foot of the bed drinking coffee and he would tell me what he did the night before usually about his girl friend or a new car he seen.  IF he didn't have work to go to he usually fell asleep  What i wouldn't give to see him this morning,

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