Saturday, September 4, 2010
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For Aarav: Little fingers curl up tight to make a tiny fist, As fairy lips purse out as if to make a gentle kiss. . . Eyes, wide as a kitten's, and little button nose, You look like someone's angel--down to your pudgy toes. . . Although you are so wrinkled and your face is still so pale, And the only song you seem to know sounds like a shrilling wail, When you are here before me, finally, I feel complete. I've waited so long, sweetheart. . . at last, we finally meet.
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