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Life Time of Memories
Labor of love bring my little angels into the world. Ten little fingers and ten little toes crying is the sound that fills my house little one's on the go discovery is everyday "pit pat" "Pit pat" "pit pat" of bare feet on the floor is the sound that fills my house Independence and "i can do it" my little one's running about "No!" "NO!" "NO!" is the sound that fills my house In a blink of an eye my little ones wave from the big yellow bus off to a place where i can no longer follow "abc's and 123's is the sound that fills my house Little ones turn into big ones, friends and peer pressure start to show No longer am i a friend but a foe slamming of bedroom doors is the sound that fills my house Doomsday comes and no longer is it us or we, but just me. no more smelling sweet baby fine hair no more walks in the park no longer do i chase the mosters away no longer do i kiss the boos boos all better gone with the late afternoon cuddles in the bed Emptiness is now that sound that fills my house
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