Just when I think it's not possible to love anyone more,
the news of your coming will bring tears of joy.
You'll be sure to remind me that you're on your way
with loving kicks and swollen feet.
Then, on that long-awaited day,
you'll come with a struggle that only our love for you could pull me through.
And when I hold you for the first time,
the pain of the world will stop, and nothing will be the same.
I'll look at you.
I'll look at him.
I'll see us in you and know that what we've made is precious.
Then they'll ask us your name.
I'll look at him.
He'll smile at me.
And together we'll say,
"Her name is Mary Rose."
I already love you, Mary Rose;
we already love you.
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I'm a renaissance man: I do everything
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No one said I'm good at any of it.
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"Never touch a butterfly's wings.
They are easily damaged,
And if the butterfly can't fly anymore,
It will die."
-Are You a Butterfly?
Mary Rose has some poetic parents.
"And when I hold you for the first time,
the pain of the world will stop, and nothing will be the same." That's my favorite line.
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