Years of you belong to me
times you will never recall,
nursing by nightlight, singing at midnight,
watching you laugh and crawl.
Sitting with you to watch the rain
splash down upon the window pane,
catching expressions that cross your face
even now in these mindful days.
Now as I watch you grow and bloom
I won't ask you to stay behind,
for my time with you I will hold dear,
and know my love you'll always find.
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