Future
i sometimes imagine what my
future children will look like,
how they’ll be.
in these dreams my children
are always chubby with mops of curly hair
atop their head, with shining eyes and
large smiles
- but most of all
they’re happy.
they’re never far off from cherubs in my mind
i imagine them hellions,
i imagine them angels,
but always perfect nonetheless.
not because they’re without flaws
no,
because they’ll know it is those
exact same flaws
that’ll make me love them
with my entire soul.
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