Warm Fuzzies
Little footsteps scramble
Into the kitchen
Little arms wrap around my legs
And a warm cheek is pressed to my stomach
As spaghetti sauce is stirred
Before I can speak
He simply says
"Because I love you"
And then skips back into the living room
To play with his trains
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