If love could smile
I'd fly mile after mile
Pouring joy in my lover's heart
To ensure love grows smart
Every time we meet
In person, locking our feet
As we grow fond of each other
More than a baby needs his mother.
Good one. Simple to the point and so true. Our kids are more grounded if mom and dad are there locked in child rearing they same way they locked their legs on the day of conception. Na totela mokwayi
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