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Aug 2017
When I was a kid:
You lied to me, that I could fly
Up between the clouds, into the sky
You told me not to give up but to try
And made me an artificial wing, why?

My lovely aunt:
I wanted to see your pretty smile
As I could be with you for only a while
Then, had to travel back a mile
For my workload was growing up a pile

My adorable mother:
My little baby girl is so smart
With an adorable lovable heart
You were a born angel from the start
One day you'll marry and drift apart

My hero dad:
My champ has grown taller
Just yesterday she looked smaller
Now she doesn't need a pram or a stroller
She's bold and beautiful, a scholar

No longer a kid:*
I am spoilt by my aunt, my best friend
My mum, whose love is never an end
My dad, always guided me on the right trend
I miss him alot, as he's left us alone, on this land...

©sim
Miss those childhood days.
Seema
Written by
Seema  41/F/Fiji Islands
(41/F/Fiji Islands)   
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