Bill S

Dillon is always with me throughout the year. I see his smile in the sky on a clear day. I hear his gentle soul in the raindrops as they cleanse the earth. I feel his warmth in the sunshine as it envelopes my body. I rest easy at night thinking of his love. I miss his touch and humor more than I can express. Today, especially, I miss my nephew.

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