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there you were.
at the end of a hard day, i was back in the proverbial saddle at work, fighting fires and trying not to grimace but, to truly smile.
you jumped off the swings at school, ran towards me, the word “mama!” leaping from your lips.
your eyes sparkled as though i was the easter bunny, christmas father /that’s your name for him/, the tooth fairy and the birthday fairy, all rolled into one.
you kissed my face and i knew.
i knew i was home.
so, we went home, into my room where presents waited for you.
my favourite word to hear is mama.
my favourite person is you.
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