My Child, the fruit of my loins
The bearer of my blood and bones
You are my flesh, from my sweat and passion
I rise up everyday with you in my thoughts
My grind is solely for your comfort
Oooh child, you will carry me forward
Because of you I shall not be forgotten
And when I am old and grey you will stroke my hair
And caress the veins on my frail arms
My Child
I will not be here forever
You will not either
One day we will be apart
For sometime, maybe for a lifetime
Life will lead us on different paths
But today, let me my Child
Enjoy your presence
Listen to my voice, remember these words
This is our moment
My Child, sit down next to me
Let me pat your back
And stroke your hair
Give me your hands
Let me caress the veins on them
I want to see the life in your eyes
The joy on your smile
My Child I want to feel the warmth
Of the blood in your veins
Let me enjoy this moment
©danguch
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