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Three Sons

All three of my sons together for once

it happens so rarely and I took no photo

but there is always today tomorrow and then

who knows when again the wedding barring

any unforeseen happenstance anyway I love

the luxury of it I eat it up with a spoon when

I can the friendly wrestling the boyhood

jokes ridiculous banter of puns wit and barbs

the wild differences among them the

continued wonder I hold of the fact that

these are my babies who once grew inside me.

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