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Your love my child

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Oh! My darling child
Come let me bestow you
With the essence of love
‘Cause you have touched my heart
With your unspoken words
You have taken me to
This world of motherhood
That today I feel the depth of love
Come with me to the recess of my heart
You’ll find your reflection as beams of love
I have for you, my daughter, my child
Close your eyes and go to sleep
Come sleep in my arms peacefully
You must know you have touched
My heart with your tears and laughter.


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