Tag: mother
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For David, After Mass on Donut Sunday
Our cheeks rub together,we are nose to nose,you grab my hands, my face,and kiss me from your toes! Our voices sing together,Yours much louder than mine;Your song brings me solace,and much more joy than wine. I consider the way we face the days,and how at nights I tuck you in;tomorrow we’ll meet another sun,a…
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My Two-Year-Old Says
More than fifty times “I love you,” though the day is not near done. More than fifty times “I love you, too,” before the sinking, setting sun.
Amy Secrist 