Tiaan looks so very angelic in his
high school wear, his mother thinks
him quite adorable, his father sighs
in grief, he is stuck with all the
projects because they have to
build these little wooden stalls
Soon enough the kids will be grown,
we shall be on our own, how I shall
miss these years, how wonderful to
have them with us, kids are loaned
to parents for a few short years to
teach adults all about the
magic of existence…
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