The passionate rythim it's stronger that a volcano in eruption.... The freshness, is forever sculptured in their features.The echo of their names still rests in the nest.
The blanket of my warmth it's bigger than yesterday, their tomorrows, as obvious, are yet, unknown... their needs beg their mother's protection.
The music of their laugh is an orchestra; their tears, travel, to find the babies, back in time,their yesterdays are still here, their present is still mine....
The courage of their steps, at times, when weak, mine guide. The innocence of their hearts it's there,unriped for love...
I want and need to savoir each moment, each gesture, each second that makes tomorrow's history; I want to drink the beauty of these days, the beauty of this time, I need to carve it in their memories, in mine.. !!!
Before it's late.. before it's gone..........!!!!!!
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