My moms poem
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My Son's Laughing Eyes.
What is more painful than pain?
More pain?
Unbearable pain.
One day my son's eyes stopped laughing,
Those eyes, always filled with laughter
lost their laughter.
The years passed,
My son, with his amazing sense of humour
laughed often,
His eyes did not.
A childhood idol
walked in,
They chatted,
My son and this dear, gentle man.
They laughed and talked about music,
"What's your favourite Beatles song?" Pau asked.
Too soon, it was time to go,
Paul hugged my son
and to the photographer said,
"Take a picture of me and my new friend."
Through tear-filled eyes I silently gave thanks
for the sight I thought I'd never see again -
As I looked at that picture
now framed on my wall,
At long last,
I was once more
looking into
my son's laughing eyes.
Carole E. Kennedy.
my mom wrote this poem after seeing my picture with Paul in the local newspaper. would be nice for him to see what a difference meeting him made in my life. this is probably the closest i'll ever get to it
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I hope your wishes come true Carson! Your mom wrote a beautiful poem.
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Beautiful xxxx
