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I asked you to hand carry

precious family fotos.


At first I thought you hesitated. 

Looking to the side, weighing a refusal.


Did you feel it was more of a demand than ask?

Maybe you heard my voice catch, and you agreed.


At that moment,

I loved you more than ever.


And realized you had crossed over the River of Childhood

Meeting me on the Bank of Big Girl River.

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