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Where have both my babies gone?
Those young men I do not know
For all the Love and labour I showered on them
What have I got to show?
These strapping youths were chubby babes
Who drew life from my breast
Lullabies I'd sing to them
When, in my arms they'd rest.
Broken teeth and blackened eyes
Cut fingers and skinned knees
I'd kiss away their hurts and pains
When they fought or fell more from trees
Over their homework we would toil,
In their affectionate gestures I'd revel
And when they did well in school and sports
With pride my ...