JARED

JARED

Nothing has ever been the same.
The birds in the trees don’t sing
in their same sweet refrain.
The moon and stars that shine
above, aren’t shining as bright now,
for you’re not here with us.
Nothing will ever be the same.

It feels like it’s winter every
day of the year.
For the sun is not as warm
as it was when you were here
and the grass doesn’t seem
quite as green this year.
Nothing will ever be the same.

We love and miss you so much
our Jared.
Nana and Grandad Craven

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