Sonnet for 11-01-24: Watching The Oozing Of The Hours
The soon-to-be mom and dad are calm and composed. And so are the grandparents-to-be: patiently we watch the oozing of every hour.
The soon-to-be mom and dad are calm and composed. And so are the grandparents-to-be: patiently we watch the oozing of every hour.
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