There Is No Word...
They call a man a widower, when he has lost his wife. The woman is a widow, when her man does lose his life. An orphan is the word, perhaps for most of us one day. For it is normal - losing, Mom & Dad along the way. But you can look both high and low, and then look far and wide, And never find a word for one, who's child has died.There Is No Word...
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- What I am doing right now is, 'missing Patrice'...
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