Oh Mae. My firecracker. My joy. My troublemaker.
I realized recently, I only had pictures of you with your mouth wide open.
A screech. A tantrum. A stand against conformity.
Today was joyous. Just you and me. A quiet house. A quiet Mae.
Your big blue soulful eyes. Full of life. Full of love.
Loud or soft, I love you. You are my Mae. My firecracker. My joy.
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