and breathe again
it's kind of like poetry
Saturday, November 16, 2013
three
i remember
waiting for you
so foreign
so emotional
for my joy
to be their loss
and then they handed
you to me
and i was lost
surrendered
to loving you
forever
you fill
my days with laughter
you keep
me running, always
you are
my son, forever
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