My baby died one month before he was to be born. My baby's eyes never saw, his feet never traveled, his voice was never heard. Here is my attempt to take him through the world with me. My baby boy's name is Frost, he lives in my heart. These are my letters to Frost.
When I look at the tops of trees I have to look up. You look down. That is the only difference. Such a huge difference. Just thinking of you, and how I need a mountain.
Beautiful post.
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