Y... Close to my children
I was dreaming
I was a magnificent tree
With my children as saplings
standing around me
sharing my roots
I was dreaming
I was a beautiful rose
With my children as buds
standing near me
on the same stalk
I was dreaming
I was a reddish apple
with my children as blossoms
standing near me
on the same branch
I woke up
and my children were near me
So many thanks, my God.
poem by Aufie Zophy
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