Sunday, April 20, 2025

Two Hearts, One Home

 


Nights after dinner would be the best for them boys. Dad would sit them in the front porch and talk of her like they met yesterday. 


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That she loves love notes and babies, likes giving gifts. 

She has a hard time accepting compliments because mostly she thinks she's not good enough to receive that much attention. 

She loves her whole family and all of her friends. 

That if well taken care of, she loves like she has the secret recipe to a happy heart.

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They would giggle and smile, flattered mum too through the window. 

"It's time to sleep," she would shyly utter in humor, "I also want to hear the story, and know who she is...." 



© amimoh 

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