At six pounds seven ounces you greeted
me,
granting me a new title of bà ngoại.
How would I had known the joy you
brought me,
or the warmth that generated from
within
my heart, as I touched your soft skin
to
my lips or gazed at your angelic face.
I might not have believed it if
someone had said my heart would skip
a beat and jump wildly,
just for a little bundle of a boy.
A collage of pictures of you I keep.
A desktop background of my electronic
toy.
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