Smothering with hugs and kisses.
How hopeless and innocent they were.
Then they grow up a little.
And while talking is now a joy.
Hearing the laughter is bliss.
Years go by and they grow even more.
Starting their own dislikes and likes.
Its amazing how you keep up.
There then comes a time.
When maybe they are right.
And you should listen instead.
For then your kids will also marry.
And have kids of their own.
And the cycle starts all over again.
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