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The Unfortunate Adult
Our hands press upon cold glass the difference in years all too clear his, tiny- still growing, still learning, many years of exploring still to come. Mine, bigger, already worn tired, from years of work many more, still to come. ...
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Stomping Little Feet
A poem describing that moment that parent's have when they wish their children would stop growing so quickly, when they wish they could freeze time and hold onto them while they are small...
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You Never Expect...
You never expect to love something With so much of your core To feel like you never knew the meaning Of having something to live for. You never expect, To fall so deeply, so quickly, For a pair of tiny eyes The depth in them catches...