This boy wants to learn how to play the guitar. When he was little, he'd stand at the piano, reaching up on his tip-toes trying to touch the keys, just to listen to my mom play. He was born with music in his ears, songs in his fingers, and a heart that is open. I can't wait to see where he goes. I love his heart, his toughness, his funny sayings, his smile, and mostly, him.
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