Luke
I used to think I had a grasp on life
I thought I knew beauty
You’re arrival proved me wrong
You are beyond double a cutie
You don’t even know how to speak
But you know how your smile can make me weak
True beauty is new mommy
Holding her son
Love at first sight can never be undone
I realized I could only understand life through you the day I became, auntie
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