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I Am Santo

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Caught in the glow of afternoon’s final gifts, she instructs his eager lesson, and I sit apart from their moment, in awe of the connection shared to the day, the minute, the learning and one another. Bound by sun, blood, and soul, they smile, eyes shining the same blue and fill an ailing heart with the hope of home. There’s no corner this light cannot reach, no complexity it cannot unravel to simple statement. “You belong here,” it whispers. “Rest your head.” And so I do as the evening swallows us, falling guiltless but with longing to land where I desire. In dreams. In futures imagined. In love. #writing #love #family #hope #light #sunset #afternoon #motherandson #sweet #care #poetry #writer #poem (at Home)

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