Another baby is born
we bring soup
and peanut butter balls
hand-me-downs
everybody says the same three things
so small
those perfect feet
a miracle
we swoon
unwilling to believe
it is so common.
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Another baby is born
we bring soup
and peanut butter balls
hand-me-downs
everybody says the same three things
so small
those perfect feet
a miracle
we swoon
unwilling to believe
it is so common.
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