There is a box
upon a shelf
I open once a year
It holds the memories
Of a little boy
I keep it all in here.
A September day
So long ago
It feels like yesterday
In my arms
I held you close
Before you went away.
A Mother's love
Goes on and on
A stranger said to me
He's in your heart
That's where he'll stay
For all eternity.
Alexander Lee
September 13, 1995
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