3 October 2026, 5.46AM

H is turning four
How time has flown
The same year that you left us
Who would have known?

Look how S has grown
He rolls around on the ground
Flipping back and forth
Making delightful squealing sounds

And me, well, there’s ups and downs
Though I’m mostly fine I think
Or maybe I’m like a duck, floating on the surface
Time will tell if or when I sink

The days go by in a blink
The boys are growing strong and loud
I’m sure that if you were here
You’d be proud, without a doubt.

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