Saturday, 8 November 2008

My Boy

Of course we all had a terrible night, with plenty of tears.

The first task of the day was to bury the boy. Alice was kind enough to stay up really late - I doubt she slept much anyway - decorating an old shoe box for him. We all wrote a little message in it and then said our goodbyes. Now he's asleep under the Magnolia tree.

Goodnight boy, rest in peace. I'll remember you always.


[Carlo (2006-2008), taken March 2008]

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