Define Love

It's the first heartbeat, first kick, first breath, first cry. You had me at hello and never had to try. The first time you sat up, crawled, and grinned. For you sweet boy, I'd do it all again. First words, first steps , you're growing too quick. Between the bumps, the bruises, and every nick. Define love, I can. I fell in love when I held your tiny hand.

This poem is about: 
My family

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JessVon91

Really this poem is about my son after he turned one year old, who was born a micro preemie at 1 lb 10 oz and 12 in Long. He's now 8 years old and you never would have known he was that tiny.

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