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My Kids

It’s been years I synthesize the pictures That I have Adhesive binds my pictures and I grasp… a pillow I never washed dishes While they laughed Or ran my little girls bubble bath Not to hot If only I could rot in their faces All they know is that Daddy waste his time around them Through image I kiss you all good night I love you my kids You kids be my life

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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