Your little hand within my own.
Your sparkling eyes speak volumes, baby.
Nothing makes me feel more loved
Than the sight of you running;
Arms outstretched, smile radiating, eyes aglow.
The music of your contagious laughter
Hopelessly shames the summer sun's warmth.
You and your brothers; my everything.
You boys, the source of my existence.
I am irrevocably devoted, completely humbled
By the magnitude of this love.
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