His smile fuels me and bathes me
His giggle upturns my frowns
His unfazed demeanor pauses my skepticism
Nothing better than my memories of his happiness
To be a mom fills me with joy
To be his mom fills me with pride
It is an honor to know him
It has been a gift to help him develop
The sun rises and sets with him on mind
Categories: Children, family, identity, Psychology
psychologistmimi 
true poetry my friend 👏
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Thank you 🙂
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All City LiGHT
Eyes of a
Child Living
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beautiful lines written
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Thank you so much.
Have a great day
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