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Tuesday, July 18, 2006
Lastnight
Crying in the night.
Frustration.
They are both awake.
We are both asleep.
Tiptoe in.
Lift him up.
It's okay, Mommy's here.
Frustration melts away.
Chubby fingers caress my neck.
Long lashes flutter against my cheek.
Peace.
I savor the moment.
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