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Everytime she goes, my heart worries,

Everytime she comes, i see a different look in her eyes.

She grows everytime.. an inch taller, a few moments more mature

That little girl in her, now only more fuller

I wonder how the years went by, my docile child

Suddenly not so mild.

She is still the same for me, only a little more wise.

i see her sleeping frame, lost in her slumber..

when will she awaken, i wish to feel her around me like a thunder!

Nothing has changed, nothing is the same

She is still that child, only now its just i 

who can recognise.

She hugs me one moment, she shrugs the other

She thinks she is everyones mother!

She is bold, too much i think,

My reflection, how easily that sinks

I love her, she doesn’t know how much

She loves me, i feel it in her touch.

I scream, she listens,

Shes moody and i bear

She is like me, and i like her so

She is a part of me, she came of me

A beautiful miracle, a wonderful link

And this is what i think my mother thinks!