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Oct 2013
I truly don't understand how you do the things you do
You have taken an infant, someone not your own, but a generation down
looked at its little squirming toes
and declared that you would love it

you have taught it the most important values in life
you gave it the greatest secret you have learned in the 77 years of your life
one which I won't tell

your weak body does not represent your strong soul
the biggest heart, one which the cosmos above can't compare

you have lived and seen
the extremes of life

you have done
extraordinary things

you have breathed
the best and the greatest

yet, for a man that deserves so much, a man who even God knows deserve the whole Kingdom itself
somehow,
you humbled yourself so low that you scooped it up in your arms
and raised to a little young women

so thank you
in fact, those words do not describe but then again, what will?
then you taught me how to see them in technicolor
Anna
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