"I want you to be my mom!" said the Girl.
"Sweetie, you already have a mom." I said.
"I mean a mommy over here, at daddy's house." she responded
"Ohhh. I see. Well your dad and I aren't married yet. When we get married, then I can be your mom."
"Oh. Well I'll call you my future mom then- is that ok?" she asked me.
Is that ok. I can't think of anything MORE ok than that.
I Carry Your Heart with Me~ E. E. Cummings
I carry your heart with me(I carry it in my heart)
I am never without it(anywhere I go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by
only me is your doing, my darling)
I fear no fate
(for you are my fate, my sweet)
I want no world
(for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)
I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)
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