POTD | DAY 24

This is my boy.
Full of joyful, infectious glee.
Eyes that narrow far enough, when he laughs, to take on the same shape as his daddy’s.
A heart as big as his grin, and as full of honesty and innocence.
A face I want to press tightly between the palms of my hands and smother with kisses.
A love that makes me forget myself long enough to remember who I am.

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