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Apr 2018
His sweet eyes look up into mine,
I see myself in him,
And his laughter,
My boy.
He throws his arms around my big belly,
And waits.
His eyes get big,
“It happened!” he calls out,
And he giggles knowing it’s real,
“I can’t wait to meet you little brother”.
Rae E Smart
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Rae E Smart  Spring, Texas
(Spring, Texas)   
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