Wyatt:
Like a little cherub,
A soft, loose crown of curls,
Cheeks that squeeze your eyes shut
When you smile so big.
You feel the need to love
Up you get -- you don’t wait --
Making your way around the table
Kissing the knees (as high as you can reach)
One by one, each receives this sweet token.
I know you still shower love
As far as you can reach,
Kissing those you adore however you can --
You keep shining bright,
Pure love and light without hesitation,
It is who you are.
1 comment:
crying happy/sad/thankful tears. I love you so.
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