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On this day, you were born. From your mom, you were torn. We've waited so long to meet you. We've longed for your debut.   At this time, 5:35 am, you have arrived. Another beautiful soul for mankind.
Dear, Nephew   You are so full of life right know  so full of energy, joy, happiness, light. You make my days brighter than they were yesterday; When I was feeling alone and depressed.  
Dear Maitu, As you have not come into this world And you never will I wanted to write to you and tell you  Of the world you will never experience.  I am you aunt, the cool one.  You brought so much joy and heartache to your family.
Dear Joshua, We left when it could still be night. My eyes still bore the evidence of sleep deprivation.
Dear Nephew, You are small but mighty, magnificent and daring, bold with grace, and fearless till the end. Spunk is the definition of your soul, and wonder your ambition in life. The path before you,
Walking in the door, his little feet patter. He runs across the hallway, screaming your name. You stretch out your arms, and he jumps in. Baby oil, his mother's purfume, and a hint of lemon--
When in October the air was cold,  Leaves were falling because they were getting old, Some trees still had color they were standing strong, Daylight was little the darkness was long,
Little blue eyes, looking up at me You gaze and I wonder what you'll be You're hand wrapped around my finger tight I promise to hold you through the darkest nights   Little blue eyes, so full of dreams
From the beggening I've watched you two grow I was there to watch you face your fears Never will i let you little ones go I will never forget whipping your tears   Till this day you always ask for new toys
You think you're so slick when you put candy in your pockets, and when you stuff your face with chocolate.
I'm sorry you had to come in the world this way
Puzzle pieces fit in many different ways Some go this way, some go that way This world is one big puzzle, beautiful, and incomplete; Your edges are frayed And your corners are bent
His green eyes look at me I am so in love How this boy own my heart He makes me swoon when he says my name   I am his army I am his voice He is my pride He is my love  
  Ratta - Tat - Tat I hear you coming from your room, “how’d you get out?” I asked Rosy cheeks and a big grin a three year old can make, “I climbed down” he says,
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