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Caretaker
Contributed by
dark_poet
on
Tuesday, 6th November 2007 @ 01:08:49 PM in AEST
Topic:
ChildrensPoetry
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At nights before I rest in bed everyone asleep except me and the symphony of crickets mellowed voice with a tone such like the song hush little baby, thats when i get tucked in by my caretaker, Im smiling when shes here
Though I cant speak, I understand clearly with my new born eyes, fresh out the stork when I raddle my toy, she giggles before leaving my side, I hear her whisper the words run through my head, affectionately spoken I love you, my first born child
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2007-11-06 13:08:49] (Date/Time posted on
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