Dear you,
You first best cradle
And progenitor of oval me,
You waddle-walked me oblong
Into life and world. It wasn’t cake,
Though there was no doubt some of that
And has been once a year or so in honor of
My coming out. Some may, but I have not forgotten
That you had to push, and did, and have and
Have again you best cradle, you, you
Make and baker, cradler and most
Comforter; you teacher, giver,
Keeper, loser, loved begetter,
Wise and wander-letter;
You all of this and,
Sometimes, less
And more; you
First you.
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Jonathon Penny has been around.
*Not for competition*
Wilderness Interface Zone 
Thank you Jonathon, I love it and I love you 🙂
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A nice, mother-son moment on WIZ. Lovely, of good report, praiseworthy, and fun. (I’m sure the beloved drafter of the 13th AofF meant to include “fun” in an otherwise comprehensive list.)
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My favorite lines “it wasn’t cake, but there was no doubt some of that”
And I love how your word-belly has an outie belly button.
I love.
And fun should definitely be a part of Paul’s admonition. Sometimes we serious saints do have to be admonished in that area.
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That’s a pic from PG, isn’t it, Jon?
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