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My baby is back

through the long summer months

you learned to get by without me

waking you up, hustling you about

Chatting with you on the phone

you stopped missing me quickly

and was so into your own thing

 

I missed you

 

when I come to visit you

from time to time

you went from squeezing me so tight

and crying and missing home

to see you later

I'm busy right now

 

I missed you

 

You would snuggle with me

and I'd have to sneak away

to go to work

Now you pat my hand

till I fall asleep

and mumble that you love me

when I leave

 

I love you too

 

In just a short while

Look how tanned you are

from all the swimming

look how you can reach so high into the freezer

your cheeks are fat from smiles

your hands messy with paint and fun

your laughter rings clear through

 

I am so glad to have you

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