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About This Poem
October 25,2003
Maddie is born and Moki is OK
and the future for this very moment
looks bright. We begin a brand new day
with fresh new hopes and much light comment,
we dream of all the days that have gone by,
we dream of all the days that are to come,
and all past mistakes now may
be seen as irrelevant and no one
can imagine anything but good
coming from ten tiny fingers and toes.
So we hold our breath and knock on wood,
for the future coming clad in roses.
Maddie is born and Moki is OK
and my life is blessed for another day.
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