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Little eyes
Clear, Free, (my favorite by far) Innocent.
Last night I listened to my son sleeping.
Fast little breaths in out in, again and again.
I lay in my bed so thankful, so complete.
I have been blessed with the most beautiful, fat, smiley baby in my world.
I ponder his life.
I pray for his life.
His life to be content, long, healthy, full of goodness.
And this is where you come in.
This is where my prayer is for you.
For you, for you
For your eyes to be unclouded.
For your eyes to be clear and free.
Free from how you see yourself.
Clear to how you are looked upon thru Little eyes.
Little eyes who see the most funny, fun.
The most biggest, bravest.
The most beautiful, capable of doing everything ever invented.
Little eyes who look upon you every moment of today, tomorrow, yesterday.
Little eyes who dream, dream of becoming the most of who you are.
Who you are to them, how you are looked upon thru their Little eyes.
Their clear, free, innocent eyes. Beautiful.
This is where you come in.
This is where you make a difference in a life.
In your life, in my life, but mostly Little eyes life.
This is where you come in.
This is where you make the decisions.
This is from me for my son to you.
To his Degas, his Cuwis, his little Nanis and Jogis
To his Ho-chunk youth, to my Ho-chunk youth, to our Ho-chunk youth.
This is where my prayer will continue.
For you to see thru Little eyes.
DMK
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