My heart breaks
As my son holds his son
Saying goodbye to the cherub we love.
He will grow inches and feet
Without his father beside him.
Tears for the memories that will never be
The goodnight kisses
The warm little hugs
The nighttime baths
The rowdy little feet
The sleep unobserved
The bubbles unpopped
Birthdays uncelebrated.
Where does one place the pain
Of a relentlessly breaking heart?

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