Joyful, playful, surrounded by the love of their family.
Good to be.
My family, Dear One, was you, as I was for you and we,
Selfishly, kept our treasure to ourselves, to each of us only,
Good to be.
Now, I will tell you, I am floundering, hah, a funny word.
Not fishy but faltering, struggling, hesitating and a word made
You laugh, dithering.
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