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Guatemalan Baby

We had the highest of hopes for you.

Your parents were dead or had abandoned you, an orphan now, but a beautiful child.

You knew no English, which was endearing, your accent was darling, and I am now a father to a Guatemalan baby.

We enrolled you in school, and you excelled in your ESL classes.

How quickly you learned to excuse yourself, 

say our names, and elaborate on your favorite moments of the day.

But now, as you are still sleeping and I am enjoying my coffee, I think of how you are only four, but you will age and lose that enchanting voice and exchange it for one far too familiar-- one that sounds like mommy's and daddy's.