Of all the transience of infancy
The strangest for this father is the fact
That each moment shared by two leaves just one
Accessible trace for fond remembrance:
I as parent might retell this instance,
Narrating it in evolving versions
Again and again to my growing child,
But my child herself, who makes this moment
Worth remembering at all, won't recall.
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