Apr 16, 2024
The tenderness. It reminds me of how the spirit of my grandson stands over my right shoulder. I simply know he's there. Beautiful, Harry! 💛
The tenderness. It reminds me of how the spirit of my grandson stands over my right shoulder. I simply know he's there. Beautiful, Harry! 💛
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