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Created on: September 22, 2008
Halloween night,
It is Halloween night
And I am about to leave my place
Climbing into my car
And start driving to my destination
When I arrive and nock on the door
This cute little boy answers
But he is not the main reason I am there
For he is the oldest, my first nephew
He is 2 and getting ready to go out
Trick or treating for the very first time
The main reason I am there
Is for watching my second nephew in line
He is only 8 months old, so precious
I am also there to hand out candy
To the kids but mostly to look after the little one
At this tender age I am the only other person
That can hold him when he cries
And make him stop other then mom and dad
I am his uncle and we have this special bond
Which can never be broken
Even after his passing
I love you always my sweet little angel
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