to
be a punk teenager
learn how to walk
start talking and say mama
teach you to read
hold your kids
to
be your mama when you're angry and angsty
cheer on your soccer games
hug me when you're home from school
make me and dad laugh
be a big brother, meet your siblings
draw with sidewalk chalk and jump on the tramp, play with the neighbor kids and have a crush on one of them,
feel sunshine warming your skin, go to lake Powell, surf the ocean with your dad, taste fresh coconut milk, have a Christmas, read a good book, travel the world with grandpa, serve a mission,
let me take care of you while your throat's all sore from these tubes --
There's so much, buddy. So many reasons why.
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