Cherish the children you can hold in your arms, cherish them everyday,
for who knows what could happen tomorrow.
Cherish these children with hugs and kisses
while cherishing the ones who could not stay, in your heart.
I must hug my son a million times a day.
And luckily he's not at the age where he minds too much.
How precious they are.... and yet how mortal.
How ephemeral is this love? And yet how passionate and true.
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Wonderful advice!
i wish mine didn't mind...but in a way i'm glad because i don't want to get crazy (holding them) imagining it's their dead sister...
what i meant to say was, they wriggle away so fast now! time flies when you're naive.
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