Wednesday, December 9, 2009

28 Days

Today I wore your perfume.
I smelled you every time I moved.
I thought of you every moment.
I missed you.
It seems so much longer than 28 days.
I miss you Mom.
I love you.
I wish you were here with us.
I wish I was smelling your perfume while
I was giving you a hug.


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