The Look
She walked down the stairs,
To see him excitedly waiting for her.
His eyes were full of smiles and wonder-
-for no one else but her.
That moment surpassed every ounce of pain,
Every ounce of fear of becoming a mother.
She hoped he'd never lose that look.
Look of sweet love,
Innocent mistakes,
Admiration and closeness.
For no one could ever take the place,
Of the love she held,
For her only child, her sweet little boy.
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