Your first expressions…. your silly faces, smiles and hugs surpass the beauty of those things we have ordained with marked complexity. Your simple eyes, endowed with grace and smallest utterances bestow your mother’s eyes with smooth silk threads. Beads of light braided into your small head, your curls are graced with goodness. A mothers love and your innocence. These simple things illuminate the chasms that we can not calm.
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The Silent Singer 