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The Beginning

In the quiet world of mystery
Beats a tiny, little heart,
Replete with tiny clothes
And held in loving arms.
Quiet and little do not describe
The smile, which beams and speaks
A language all its own,
A language we’ve all heard
But forgotten in our haste
To climb out of the crib.
Soon all will see that smile;
For now, we cuddle and coo,
We treat the smile with pats
And the crying with a hug.
We encourage the smile
But must remember every emotion
Has a place and time to fill
and be felt.

— 1 September 1990

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True Love

We know each other well,
Perhaps too well,
For when we feel hurt
We know what to say to get the attention
To bring us back online.
Sometimes, though, we lash out
And strike.
With these words I want to stop
The doubts that drive wedges into our love:
I give to you my unconditional respect.

— 10 October 1990

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