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Growing up

 

 

Your hand in mine,

so sweet and faithful

I can read in your soul,

this whisper who's growing up,

big and strong you want to be

and the wheel should turn faster.

Doubts and sorrows're so far from you

I see you run, dream and cry,

these moments already missing

soon would be my arms too small,

and so long, yes, but only so long,

I want to walk along

your little hand in mine.

 

the painting