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About This Poem
I see you
I see you in
fresh white snow
In the morning dew
In an ocean blue
On a mountain top
In an eagles flight
Your brothers eyes
And his little cries
I feel you in
The softness of
Your sisters skin
My heart within
I hear you when
My heart beats fast
A choir sings
A school bell rings
My mind keeps you
Tucked away
In a secret place
Your little face
I see sometimes
As I drift off
Me holding you
As I would do
If you were here
And I could be
A father to
Not two, but three
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