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It was Halloween, the devils holiday,
When I said, my son I have a lot to say.
He was willing to listen and eager to hear,
I spoke of my past until it was clear.
He put the pieces together with his own,
As he realized somehow, he had known.
Not sure if this news was so great,
He needed some time to assimilate.
As I tried to reassure him all that I could,
He said that he loved me and always would.
We parted ways for a little while,
Later, to share a hug and a smile.
Restoration and healing has begun,
As he realizes his identity, as my son.
A sharing of the heart, a bearing of the soul,
A sharing of the parts, is the making of the whole.
Written by: Kimberly Martin
Written to my firstborn, November 1, 1998
I love you very much.
 
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