Buddy,
Last night we slow danced to a beautiful song. Your eyes were bright and smiles beamed from your face as I spun you in circles and sang to you. You loved the motion, the music, and being held by your mommy. And I was so happy. My heart was full of a mother's joy.
Don't grow up too fast. But if you do, which you will, promise me you will always be my happy little boy. Don't let the world steal your joy.
Let's slow dance again soon. I love you.
Mommy
100 Years by Five For Fighting
(the song we danced to and I sang to you)
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