There... every day, with them every night.
It's all still so clear and I am still him.
"Tuck us in."... the nightly joy... always ready.
Being fair... even steven... love each as one.
Having fun... mine my life with my sons.
Imagine this... we can do that... make it work.
Round and round building with parts... never apart.
"Poppi's boy and my Bupps... we never did too much.
As such... I find myself without them now.
They choose and so I lose... so far away...
I move on and much older now,
to live for another day.
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