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The Almost Child
I remember exactly the spot
the place I sat
when she told me
I remember the cooling coffee
forgotten
when I was told
I remember the uncertainty
in her voice
when she told me
but
I remember how I smiled
the joy I felt
when I first knew
my almost son
Monday 12th November 2018 12:16 pm
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