Dear Magnolia

Every time I look at you, I can't help but feel happy.

And sometimes I don't want to be - happy that is. Like when I'm tired and you're awake.

And as hard as I try to avoid looking at you, I always give in. And your eyes light up, and I light up. And then you smile, and I get giddy and say "Goo." And you say "Goo" back, and that's it. I'm gone. The happiest person in the whole wide world, just because of cute little you.

And I love you. I love you. I love you, like never before.


PS: I'm sorry your allergies are bothering you. I'm sorry you have allergies. But you are my daughter, and I'm afraid I am a severe allergy sufferer.

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