to the Dute Meister

Some call it love
I listen and smile
Some call it pure joy
I hear and take it in

While they call it different names
I know what I call it
For what we have
Is much more than they can see

11 January 2007 was our initial touch
I knew then my life would change
I saw your tiny body
And you had me at the first cry

I knew then you own my heart
For I was in wonderment
How could an angel belong to me
But our ancestors knew better

It started as love
Moved on to joy
But now its way more than that
Now just its pure BLISS


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