These days go by just slow enough
to catch a glimpse.
Eight second days
and four second nightmares
all ploughing into
a heartfelt moment of slight,
swollen eyes
puffy cheeks
tiny fingers
stretching up at me
to meet my own
stunned at the sight
of emerging teeth,
separating and forming to meet curves at the sides of a mouth
such a beautiful, bright
perfect
minute
new
pure
smile
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this is lovely.
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