This is so beautiful and sad at the same time… With my 4 kids, I never realized those ”last time”. The happy thing is that our 14 years old boy (looking like 17) still wants a hug, loves to hold my hand, to shop with me… All 4 still creep into our room for cuddles. From now, I’ll definitely cherish those times and keep them as precious memories! I think this poem title should be: those joyous/happy times or those precious memories or the virtuous mom… !
The last time!
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