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Febronia Ventura Jan 2020
There is something in his smile
            maybe those tiny teeth
                  or just his pink lips

But he got me at Mom
         with his tiny sweet voice
                he was just months old

And I'm needing him daily
       his tiny hand holding mine
               telling me I love you
                
Can you believe me?
        My son, my baby, my life
                My everything, cutie pie

My tiny blessing.
All of a sudden I needed to write this for my youngest son. I love my 3+1 so much, don't get me wrong, I love them equally. But these words came to me thinking about my Jack-Jack.

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