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Grandchildren
by Seshu Chamarty
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like my advancing age, 
you arrive slyly, 

tug at my heartstrings, 
crawl up my chest

and stare into my eyes. 
Presto, you turned me into your slave. 
your tiny hands and rosy feet are my eye candy

to lap up until eternity,
and to look back into my past, 

like in a hide and seek with the angels.

 

 

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