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Just entered the door
Already tackled Little arms excited to embrace again Only a week but it felt so long That I was away from them My own mother waiting As my children disentangle To greet me again The week was good as always With grandchildren in the house She laughs as I finally escape Hands me a napkin for my face Little brown kisses had found their way Chocolate smiles of creamy delights On their innocent faces I’ll frown, but only for a moment Normally sweets aren’t allowed But it’s okay from their grandma For years after they say goodbye Hopefully memories will remain Of chocolates and kisses
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