Mummy

The daughter, Eightyfour months without you! Whenever Fall approaches, then September comes I feel as if a very huge Transatlantic is coming to the port so much rapidly and I am at the Port with you and as if it will hit us but we are trying to run away by holding your handdd by screaming and shouting; helppp! Helpppp! Please!! My daughter will.....!!:(( I just felt like this before you left but nobody was there to help uss!! We will meet again, soon and the people who caused your ......!!! They do and will pay the bill! Do not worry! Just sleep well!!!! Mummy Xxxx