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There is a beautiful blonde boy who holds my heart.  His blue eyes look at me with such trust, such love I cannot breathe.  His eyebrows, delicate as a hummingbird wing, express more than you can imagine.  I can already see the man he can become.  There is a sweet brown-haired girl who has her hands on my soul.  Her tiny lips curl into a smile unmatched by any celebrity.  Her laughter proclaims the joy she will be. This little boy heals my hurts & disappointments with his smile, his laugh so much like his father’s. He sees my tears & reaches up to pat my cheek.  This little girl soothes my insecurities & short-comings; her tiny coos let me know her faith in me.  She sees my tears & flirts as she grasps my finger. This boy & girl are the best of me; my hopes & dreams come alive.  They repair me when I’m feeling less than… And in doing so make more room in my patched & mended heart.