I've been thinking of how time is passing by and
the more I think of this it makes me want to cry.
I remember the day you were born
on a cold winter day,
you arrived to fill me with warmth every single day.
When I think of love I always think of you
because no matter what I do you're always
there to make my day.
Time has passed by and know you're only two, but as
you grow you become more independent and that
makes me wonder, will their be a day when I don't
have to be around? But as you're loving mother
I'll always be around.
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