Miss Vivian, my heart is full
to stay with you a while,
to see your precious cherub face,
your impish little smile.
You have your father’s countenance,
your mom’s full head of hair -
Indeed, both fearful, wondrous made,
exquisitely, with care.
Our times with you are far too short,
the separation, mean,
for though my heart is bound to yours,
too many miles between.
But I...
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