How blessed am I
that our lives
are intertwined,
braids of emotions
that dream daylight
as
light fingers
coarse tightly
turning, weaving
our individual
lives into
the fabric of family,
into the quilted embrace
of an intricate man
who (mmmm)
happens to be
my amazing son.
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