Dad. Mom. 

  
I think of my dad 

and how we are alike 

in so many ways. 
I think of the little 

joys that make us laugh

And of our hearts that

Get too big at times. 
I think of mom

and her effervescence 

how she radiates a room

with the light of her smile 

how I’ve been blessed to 

have her genes and sweetness 

and that her kindness

I’m ever grateful.  

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