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Monday, May 15, 2017

Its the little gift

I can hold you whenever I wish to,
kiss your tears goodbye 


When you want to fly away,
I try... not to sigh

You jump, you dance, you merrily go around,
without a worry or care

And as I watch you play your whims,
I giggle and stop to stare

Its love and only that ....
for all the magic of it can say

Now, I cherish this power of every mother,
Coz its within & here to stay !!

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