Pout-lipped mornings cry,
Wet-blankets,
Sun turns to mid-morning smiles,
This is his day,
Barron corners and cracks covered,
Filled now with his laughter,
winter mornings,
His gummy smiles and baby-brown eyes,
warm porridge,
plastic spoons and presents,
This morning belongs to Josh.
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Comments
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a sweet little piece
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Beautiful
Merry Christmas


