The Love Affair
Began when I took you for a rainy afternoon stroll.
When I baked you cookies and let you lick the spoon.
When you threw my hat into the wind because you thought it was funny.
When you brought me daisies on Mother’s Day.
When I could hear your tiny voice singing yourself to sleep.
When I held your fevered body through the night.
It was then I realized that love wears many faces.
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