In the most impossible way

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all I see is blue

and I can't stop thinking about you

all the things we use to do

if I could be reborn

I'd like to relive them with you...

I stop singing for a second, looking at my son... his eyes gave me the inspiration to write a song about the love of my life...because, Lucas is Shannon..my kids are a part of her..and she's them as well. I turn towards the piano again and the melody leads me to the sweetest state of mind. i'm so focused that i didn't notice the front door opening. a pair of arms are wrapped around my waist..and a soft kiss is placed behind my ear  "what is it?"  I turn around, smiling to my beautiful wife  "it's a song"  "a new one?"  I nod  "yeah, I was staring at our baby and i felt all this love...we are one thing.. I mean, all of us". I grab her face to kiss her  "mmm, so romantic"  "what about you? what have you done?"  "i did a nice photoshoot in the desert"  "my amazing photographer". she sits on top of me and we kiss and cuddle for a few minutes. then, she stands up and grabs Lucas  "what, baby? what?"  Hope draws her attention, whining  "are you jealous? come here with us". she sits on the sofa with the twins and i get lost in this wonderful picture. the babies play with her, grabbing her hair and giggling at her funny faces.

many months later

"come on baby, come to me"  Shannon is encouraging Lucas to walk to her...the blond boy tries to stand on his feet, imitated by his sister... my wife widens her arms and finally, he starts moving with his legs, going to her  "awwww, you look like a duck..but good job, little Lucas"  she compliments him. Hope looks at me, pouting...i stretch my arms towards her  "come on, my love..i know you can do it...come to mommy". the girl puts her tiny finger upon her mouth  "mom"  "i'm here...come on"  she pouts again....Shannon shows the baby her favorite stuffed animal  "look what i have, Hope.. this horrible mouse wants you to come here"  i chuckle  "Shannon..". but this was a perfect idea to get our daughter to walk to us... almost whimpering, she gets to us, crashing into my arms. i hold her, kissing this sweet chicken who is one year and a half, now. i stand up with her in my arms to go to the kitchen. i start cooking and i feel my other kids holding my legs  "mommy, what are you doing? i want pasta"  June tells me  "no, pasta..i want ice-cream"  Gary says  "ice-cream for dinner? no, baby... i'm making something else...we're gonna have hambugers tonight... and a lot of vegetables". Shannon reaches us  "come on, let's help mom.. put the napkins on the table"  she tells the babies... they sigh, grabbing the towel. i smile, looking at the table...it's a disaster..but my kids made it...so, it's perfect.

"the teacher says that i can draw very well"  June says, grabbing the fork. "really, princess?"  Shannon asks her  "yes...yesterday i made mom"  "oh, i wanna see that one"  "Shannon, don't distract her..we're eating". the baby climbs off of her seat to run to the living room. she comes back with a paper in her hand  "this is you"  she tells me, handing me the drawing  "oh yes...it's mom..definitely...look at those legs"  Shannon says, making me chuckle...it's a crooked silhoutte with blonde, long hair..i kiss June's cheek  "you're adorable...thank you, baby"  "can we put it upon the fridge?"  the little girl requests  "of course, my love....here, so i can see it every morning"  "yeah, it's better than the mirror..you look at the fridge in the morning and you can go out"  i stick my tongue out, making my kids laugh.

after dinner

i'm washing the dishes...Shannon is sitting on the rug, playing with our children...Hope and Lucas are wearing just their diapers...it's impressive how June and Gary grew up...i chuckle...we're always surrounded by babies...will we ever stop at some point? "why are you laughing?"  Shannon asks me  "nothing..i was thinking about us having babies at our seventies"  "oh my gosh, no...i wanna be a grandma in my seventies". i sit next to her...she places a delicate kiss on my cheek  "i love you like the first time i met you"  i smile, looking at her  "were you in love?"  "yes, i instantly fell in love with you".

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