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Jul 2021
I must again tell you,
I Love you.
Though you have grown,
You are still my little ones.
How much it meant to me
When you were my baby,
To hold you in my arms tightly,
While you shrieked delightfully,
Smothering me with your sloppy kisses.
I still remember many hours we spent together,
Leaving my work for later
Watching cartoons,
Blowing bubbles or balloons,
Seeing you play,
Or when you came back from school everyday,
And shared with me what you did,
Made me listen if I did not heed,
I felt blessed.
After bedtime stories,
And goodnight kisses,
Whilst you slept,
Tears of joy I wept
As I touched your angelic face,
My heart skipped from its place,
You would break into a grin with sleepy eyes,
My soul was at peace.
Yes, my brood,
I miss those yesterday's childhood,
Every lovely moments,
I had spent with you was with content.
Now that we are far apart,
My only regret,
Is sharing the same precious moments I did with my little ones,
With my grandchildren.
5/7/2021
Written by
Salmabanu Hatim  72/F/Tanzania
(72/F/Tanzania)   
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