Thomas...sweet Thomas
Many times I think of you
I was so lucky to have known you
To have been able to talk to you.
To have heard you laugh and sing
You brightened my world Thomas
I made pages for Tisa Rose
This page is especially for you
I will come see you often
You never grew under my heart
As you did with your mother Thomas
But you grew in my heart
You are loved Tom.
Tisa
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January 04, 2001.
