Glen Cobbett
Glen Cobbett
To my son, Glen Cobbett on your birthday.
I cannot see you smile,
except in my heart.
I cannot hear you laugh,
except in my heart.
I cannot hold you,
except in my heart.
With love’s senses
I see you, hear you, hold you.
You are alive in every fiber of my being and you, my son, are constantly in my heart.
