A love poem to my son on his 8th birthday.

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Eight years I’ve been trying to capture time. In photographs. In epitaphs to a moment past.
To hold something bright burning just a little longer. To string-together all the moments I’ve held you, but those are the ties loves strength made stronger.

I’ve never been more significant to another. I’ve never been more myself than since being your mother.

Happy heart, my surest shore.
You’re the one I was waiting for.

 

Love, Mama x

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