when years pass, and still

my child,i hardly know where our paths crossed.or did they? i forgetthe careful feeding, the hourscounted by much alarm,till the clock was my blood forever.that fear of losing you,doing something wrong, thetoo much responsibility and no response,only your toothless grin.your young weight on my arms,the summers of learning to walk, and to loveand many, many […]

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