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5 poems from helping babysit my nephew

Even a short visit can inspire.

Oh
when did
you grow so?

How many times must
I repeat Aunty Holly
before you say it?

You offered me a
bite of your teething wafer,
and I was honored.

Crawling
shouldn't be
faster than walking.

Books
are for
reading, not eating.

(Prompt by me)
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