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We are bonding


I want to be her best friend


I want her to reach out her arms to me


I can’t wait til she runs up to me


and throws her arms around my knees


I can’t wait til she calls me


to tell me she has lost her first tooth


to tell me she wears big girl panties


to tell me about her first day of kindergarten


I want to hold her when life is not fair


I want her life to always be fair


I want to share her smiles far more often


than I dry her tears


Smiles or tears


I will always be here for her


I am Yaya


and we are bonding


In DoG We Trust


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Published on October 16, 2016 23:45
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