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I can hear him through the walls Hear him run here and there He is playing by himself Lost in his own personal space Sometimes he will shout out loud Or he will have imaginary scenarios Most of the time he is a superhero Going around saving innocent lives Yet when I enter the room He will stop and look at me I will then feel his tiny arms around me His love forever engulfing me Even when you're old like me Even when you have your own family Even when you're busy as a bee You, my darling, will always be my baby I love you, son. You are my Aslan in the kingdom of Narnia. Always and always. Eternally.
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Jun 26, 2020
Jun 26, 2020 at 9:42 AM UTC
The son
I can hear him through the walls Hear him run here and there He is playing by himself Lost in his own personal space Sometimes he will shout out loud Or he will have imaginary scenarios Most of the time he is a superhero Going around saving innocent lives Yet when I enter the room He will stop and look at me I will then feel his tiny arms around me His love forever engulfing me Even when you're old like me Even when you have your own family Even when you're busy as a bee You, my darling, will always be my baby I love you, son. You are my Aslan in the kingdom of Narnia. Always and always. Eternally.
The life of a boy with his mom.
#aslan#son#loveofmylife
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Paddington_love
F/Where the heart is
Jun 26, 2020
Jun 26, 2020 at 9:42 AM UTC
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