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my soul and his....

my soul and his....

I picked him up off the couch just now, his body relaxed so full of dreams, draped across my arms, realities within my means, he's grown and growing like a seed to a flower, sprouting roots in my heart, beyond the reach of any tower, a land i created, whom continues to create within tiny feet and silver bells, shinny is his heart tenderness he spells, those days his mind consumed by the wishing upon seashells, and playing in the sand, such delicate fingers upon his little hand, this boy one day, to become a man, no words explain, express or understand, just how proud i truly am, to be the connection of his life, having give my own if ever need be, to see and hear the beauty, that makes him so unique, life is precious within his eyes, the blues of the oceans , the greyest of skies all the stone's amongst
his feet , having thanked the heavens, for this miracle, our chance
my soul and his to meet.
Nardine Sanderson 23/01/2015.
For Jaylon ❤
love you for all eternity my boy.

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Great write, my applause, my vote

Regards & Love

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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Surabhi Saxena

Soo caring and heartfelt. . A deep thought. .Loved it nardine. .
Much love
Surabhi

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Nardine Sanderson

Awww i didn't even see these lovely comments, thanks heaps you guys :) I'm blessed for sure, such an amazing little man in my life, I'd be lost without him, and my little ladies xoxo love to all Nardine xoxo

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