We love their smiles Simply because they are true and even Spontaneous anytime, anywhere, and everywhere... We love their innocence Simply because it is true and lovely... We love their movements Simply because they are great and wonderful... We love those don't ignore them Anytime, anywhere, and everywhere... We all love them to be or not to be From their birth until the last moment of their life... They look-like those pretty flowers and Wonderful roses in front of us... We love to see our images in them and We love to see their images in us... They are our pretty and lovely kids Who are around us... ______________________________________________________________________
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