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So I have still yet to write a letter to my jailed older brother
The baby that I was worried about grew up and is extremely adorable
He is walking and talking and I believe Jesus touched him some how
I could have sworn he was a goner at the baby shower
when his mama joined in on happy hour.
I guess maybe because I prayed for him to be alright.
He turned out better than we all imagined, at one
he can almost say and understand anything.
Now that I've gotten to hold him I hate to watch him leave.
His mom she'd rather party and we all doubt she really cares.
And Christmas morning I ignored a phone call from my brother.
He was calling for the cell. Does that make me terrible that I still
have no words for him? For all you guys who are just tuning in
refer to my previous poems to fully understand.
I know life is about giving second chances
but when I watch my nephew run into my arms
I wonder what kind of chances he will have.
He deserves the world, and a chance
to grow up normal. These are my updates
for today I'll see how I feel tomorrow.
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