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| I Am Mama |
| (For My Youngest Son Joshua. He is moderately deaf, He can't hear, he can't speak much. I love you so much.) |
| "Mama," you say in your sleepy voice So proud of your newfound word Waking me in the early dawn. |
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| "Mama," you say with excitement Coming to me with your one-tooth grin Offering a love-filled kiss. |
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| "Mama," you say with determination Tugging at the buttons of my shirt Wanting the comfort you find at my breast. |
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| "Mama," you say again and again And my heart expands further still An endless capacity to fill with these moments |
| Laura Goeller |
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