There is a male child inside me...
When I play with my grand daughters
He comes out and plays
When my wife loves me
He comes out, enjoys the love
When I suffer from fever
He comes out, wants someone beside
When I get hurt
He comes out, weeps...
And expects someone for wiping tears.
I have left him many years ago
But he has not left me
Residing inside.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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