Should not exist but to remind of
Forlorn mornings cradling the radio
Mourning yet another hearbreak
Till teens rolled onto parenthood,
And quiet meaning grew from doubt,
Those lost hours too were worth
This joy and now more than ever
We will fight not to lose hope,
These times too will have their meaning..
Painful desolate months must be so
Our children have another Brisbane moment!
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