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I can see two souls attached to each other.
Like mother and child banded together ..forever.
This is the story...
..Of two that became one as a family.
Just think of how the sun smiles in the daytime.
It must have happened years ago.
The soul breaths inside.
Deep in mother's mind...
...My what a beautiful life this will be.
I can see the light in your eyes.
Maybe our minds see the same love.
Just like who two doves come together...
..After a long journey in the sky.
We can look at each other all day.
Can you walk?
Are you able to talk for the first time?
The sounds of your laugh...
..Make the most evil have a soft heart.
You are the attention of many eyes.
Even you have a beautiful mind.
Nothing can replace you.
I have heart filled memories.
If material things are lost...
..You are the one that I still have.
Nothing can replace my child.
Please do not grow so fast.
I want to cherish you.
Can we read each others thoughts?
Let us read our minds together.
Those beautiful eyes...
..Always so crystal clean.
Filled with a lot of peace...
..When I see you sleep.
Breath.
Let us have a stream of laughs.
When you grab my hair...
..It helps me know you are secure.
I have the photo album here.
The memories will always stay forever.
Shh, don't let the bad dreams hurt you.
Mother is always here...
..To help you sleep away the night.
There are door ways...
..That are open for a brand new day.
I will not let the walls...
..Stop me from loving you.
We can go chasing blue skies together.
Look up to the skies...
..And make images of the clouds.
Just you and I.
One proud family.
Like mother and child banded together ..forever.
This is the story...
..Of two that became one as a family.
Just think of how the sun smiles in the daytime.
It must have happened years ago.
The soul breaths inside.
Deep in mother's mind...
...My what a beautiful life this will be.
I can see the light in your eyes.
Maybe our minds see the same love.
Just like who two doves come together...
..After a long journey in the sky.
We can look at each other all day.
Can you walk?
Are you able to talk for the first time?
The sounds of your laugh...
..Make the most evil have a soft heart.
You are the attention of many eyes.
Even you have a beautiful mind.
Nothing can replace you.
I have heart filled memories.
If material things are lost...
..You are the one that I still have.
Nothing can replace my child.
Please do not grow so fast.
I want to cherish you.
Can we read each others thoughts?
Let us read our minds together.
Those beautiful eyes...
..Always so crystal clean.
Filled with a lot of peace...
..When I see you sleep.
Breath.
Let us have a stream of laughs.
When you grab my hair...
..It helps me know you are secure.
I have the photo album here.
The memories will always stay forever.
Shh, don't let the bad dreams hurt you.
Mother is always here...
..To help you sleep away the night.
There are door ways...
..That are open for a brand new day.
I will not let the walls...
..Stop me from loving you.
We can go chasing blue skies together.
Look up to the skies...
..And make images of the clouds.
Just you and I.
One proud family.
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"I do not know if this came out right. I wrote it the best I can. I hath never been a father to any children. Though, hanging around my nieces long enough gave me a good sense on how to get this written. I wanted that feeling so that one day I can see the vision from a Mother's perspective. Many can probably see how this is if they look at it properly."
" challenged me to write this. I apologize for taking a bit longer than needed. Had a lot o' distractions and work was stressing me."
" challenged me to write this. I apologize for taking a bit longer than needed. Had a lot o' distractions and work was stressing me."
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