As the rays of dawn touch me,
he nears me
like the soft breeze
and touches with his gentle hands....
Puts his cheek against mine
in a silent kiss
Waking me up
awakening my instincts...
I hold him closer to me
in an embrace
Not wanting to let go...
and he smiles back , his dimple
making him look more beautiful...
Those memories trouble
The sweet innocence of my little nephew
waking me up every morning...
waking the mother in me...
I miss him...!
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