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 Thoughts of Mekhail
When I hear squeals of laughter
it makes me think of our littlest one,
Who never saw the sunshine
never got to jump and run.
He never had a Popsicle on
a hot summer’s day,
Never heard I love you
as often as we all would say.
He never got to squish mud
between his toes,
Never heard his mom say
let me wipe your nose.
Even though you left too soon
you taught me a lesson, my son,
Don’t wait until tomorrow
if today you can have some fun.
JRS © 6-11-01
The "Okie" Poet
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