LOVE – PART 2

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THE TRUE LOVE IS NOT ONLY BETWEEN TWO LOVERS , BECAUSE THE FIRST LOVE OF MY LOVE IS MY MAA SHE IS MY FIRST FRIEND AND MY PAPA WHO IS MY SUPER HERO

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 FIRST LOVE
Winter morning reminded her of her mother
The drew drops represented how immature she was
The leaves or which the dew was represented her womb
who always held her pieces together and
went through both good and bad times with her.

The flowers represented the various memories
The fog represented the day she went away from her mother.
She felt her mom's presence in the winter mornings in the college
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MY HERO
You held my hand
When I was small
You caught me when I fell
You're the hero of my childhood
And my later years as well

And every time I think of you
My heart still fills with pride Though I'll always miss you dad
I know you're by my side

In laughter and in sorrow
In sunshine and through rain
I know you're watching over me
Until we meet again

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