Tonight I dedicate my poem to you, as if by magic that you're my star.
Yet seems like yesterday when I came into the world
but time is running like a circle.
Son gone now laces and braids
even more games with the dolls.
Rimembo running even when you fell you,
crying your strong hands I tend
picking up I hold strong
getting rid of those tears
from your beautiful eyes blacks.
But now you hide
do not want that I know your pain
let alone making you see with tears
crying for maybe the new loves .
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