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Your tiny friend squeals with delight when we arrive,

you thwack the xylophone intently.

The swim teacher calls your name as you gaze up at spinning fish on the ceiling.

I file these memories away in case.

You play peekaboo, giggling;

you delight in grandparents’ arrival,

I am reassured.

I love you unconditionally,

ready to seek extra help if you need,

time will tell.

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