For the visually challenged reader, the image shows a young woman holding a child wrapped in a white blanket, close to her bosom.
Dear Baby, I waited 40 long weeks to finally meet you and you are better than any one, little person I could imagine. You are perfect and although you will change a little every day for the rest of your life I want you to know that I love all of you, no matter what changes occur. I will love you for all you do and for those things you choose not to do, I will love you for all the good choices you make and all your mistakes, I will love you for your accomplishments and your failures, and I will love you because you are you and there will never be anyone like you again. Love Mommy
…make sure your piece contains some form of the word punch and comes in at exactly 44 words total.
Jackie is such a fruitcake She has lived her life alone She never visits family She doesn’t even own a phone She drinks her punch real icy And sips her tea real hot She always has some old cookies But, personality she has not.
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