He cries
I weep
He smiles
I rejoice
He coos
I adore
He runs
I follow
He trips
I fall
He tries
I cheer
He breaks
I crumble
He laughs
I savor
He sings
I love
He worries
I ache
He calms
I rest
He sleeps
I dream
If he speaks, I will listen.
By: Mary Claire Brass
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