My Child

My Child
Little feet
Little fingers
Litter ears and nose

So precious, so innocent
not yet knowing what life holds

Much to learn, much to see
much to hear, much to feel

Uncorrupted, undefiled
no hate, no malice
no prejudice, no deception

Loving, wanting
adoring demanding

Two weeks from today
would have been the day
Two weeks from today
a joyous birthday

I miss you my child
my beloved first born.

Another day, another time
we shall be

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