Scott Whitby, 2023
I love
that you get there early
after driving that far
that your eyes smile more than your lips
and that you play a tuba and a guitar
I love
you like little people
that you ain't scared
your new fingernails
and when you fell from that chair
I love
you make good grades
you chattered the whole ride home
you are taking your sister to a concert
and you fuss at the guitar like it's wrong
I love
the songs you sing
your blonde hair and
the look on your face
when the melody's not there
I love
you act so old and grown
and comfortable in this world
but when you are sad
you cry like a little girl
And I love
...you Abby
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