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Larry "Travis"  Shaun  Carter
Oct 27  1972 ~ Dec 24 1998
Travis and his mother Judy
Grief

It's an entity all it's own
with it's pain that's never really gone.

It has many thoughts and faces
But very few reality traces.

It makes you ask many a question
All of which you try to shun.

What~When~Where~If  Why?
Could I have done something, so my child wouldn't die?

These are what every parent asks
This part of grief is a heart wrenching task.

Hours turn to days~days to months~months to years
This is the war~you fight without gear.

You feel bare and naked and all alone
at times, you feel like you can't go on.

You say "This happens to someone else ~ not me!"
This I think every parent would agree.

But this time it really is you
You scream "No No No" but it's oh so true.

This nightmare that never ends
With these feelings~ you just can't pretend.

People say "Well you sure look good!"
Don't they know we would die  if only we could.

Yes, grief has it's own way
While we endure it and live day to day.

by  Judy Craig
In Loving memory of her son
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