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stamour
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18 Apr 2011, 11:36 am

This is a poem my mother wrote when I was very young:

Born 8 lbs 5 ounces
But she`s not the same
10 toes 10 fingers
but she`s not the same
big brown eyes, brown hair
but she`s not the same
beautiful face, healthy and happy
but she`s not the same

Silence, only silence
a syndrom perhaps
maybe not.

Why the silence?
why no words?
the tests, the wait, the worry

Finally, a few words
finally communication
but she`s not the same

The joy, the uniqueness,
the smile, the laughter, the love
she`s wonderful
and yes, she`s not the same.



LuxoJr
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18 Apr 2011, 12:41 pm

Oh dear. That was sad and cute all at once.


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Titangeek
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18 Apr 2011, 10:46 pm

wow, your mother is quite the poet


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