Did you read about the father
Who met the girl
With his daughter's eyes.
The gift of sight.
Post-mortem.
Then I read about the mother
Who gave her son a kidney.
The gift of pee.
Pre-mortem.
Finally, I met a girl
Forty years ago
Still using my heart.
The gift of love.
Eternal.
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