My children

Little triplet of love

come with me

over yonder

to explore

violet horizons

and to eventuate

here

within my heart.

 

Little triplet of love

the father 

son 

and holy GROSS

A brother

and his sister

and another 

little blister

of a bother.

 

You lounge

you scrounge.

Now.

But eventually

you’ll fly free

My little triplet of love

set free

But forever

Still with me.

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