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My son.

My son the Angel. My son the builder. My son the wild child. My son the explorer. My son the artist. My son the mover of all things. My son happiness of the sunlight. My son the tears of rain. My son. My son the explorer. My son the friendship maker. My son the imaginer. My son the scientist. My son. Mine. My son. My son with horizon eyes. My son strong as a bear. My son the bubble maker. My son the gymnast. My son the thinker. My son the empath. My son the gardener. My son. My perfect son. My son the forgiver. My son the thirty year dream. My son the brunette. My son the white and the brown. My son. My, son. My son the rawer. My son the singer. My son the gift bringer. My son. My epic son. My son the trigger to my anger. My son the love of my motherly life. My son the doctor. My son who falls and picks himself up. My son the tear holder. My son the soldier. My son the fire in my belly. My son the scruff. My son the prince. My son my heart. My son my focus. My son the believer. My son the life. My son. Mine. My son. My son the pretender. My son the light. My son the mirror of the devine. My son the stable. My son the key. My son the potty master. My son the footballer. My son the perfect dresser. My son. My, son. My son, gift from the universe. My son my hand to hold. My son my kiss where its broken. My son the sweet hugger. My son. My son my obsession. My son my confession. My son my night and day. My son my need to pray. My son the inventor. My son the biter. My son the pram master. My son the decorator. My son the cleaner. My son. Mine. My son. My son family friend. My son independent eater. My son fearless tryer. My son, my new horizon.
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Written on June 22, 2022

Submitted by HeatherLydiaThornhill on June 22, 2022

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Heather Lydia Thornhill

Moods and mindsets poetry. Published. Book in progress: Don't talk rot. more…

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