
his smile,
his hair,
his smell,
his chubby face,
our hug goodbye,
were still vividly stored in my memory bank.
I miss him when he said:
"You've to go home?"
"Can I follow her back home?"
The way he teaches us Swedish, is just amazing for a 5 year old boy.
I miss you Lukey, till we meet again.
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