In memory of my dearest nephew, Alex Bobo
And unto us, like a miracle, you were given.
Lesser than an angel by just a half of an inch;
Especially with the exuberance of your vanilla essence.
Xmas that year was the best of all we ever had
And like that shining star that drew the shepherds, you lit our worlds.
Now, a year and some fortnights from that day, you are no more.
Deborah misses a brother; your parents a son, and I my “Daddy”.
Expectant, however, we all are that you will dry these unceasing tears.
Remember, Alexander, that we are waiting…waiting…








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