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Precious Son: A Poem For Jericho



This little one

moving smoothly along the

assembly line of my heart--

product had me from the start.

from slurps and smiles

to growing child you

color my life like

metallic pens and

inspire me not to bend.


Your laugh is like

a home-cooked meal,

heart and good

for the soul,

young and old.


Your step has pep

Toddler two-step

From stroll

to sprint!


If only a camera could capture

Every

Precious

Moment but

memories

Do.

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