My Poppy. My Eesa.

My Poppy. My Eesa. I remember it crystal clear. The day he was born. He looked right into my eyes. Turned his head around and stared intently at me. He was ten hours old. Born different. I was a first time mother. Shocked at the prospect of motherhood. Shocked that a...
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