Today, I realized your voice has changed.
Deeper than usual. Isn't that strange?
When I caught your quirky smile,
you walked away; that's not your style.
"Let me feel your forehead."
"You must be running a fever." I said.
A revelation! I soon pondered.
No hesitation, it is concluded!
What I see infront of me...
A growing boy... a man soon will be!
Your sweet childhood memories,
Suddenly, flashed  back at me...
Now, you're fifteen,
and no longer three...
In my heart, you see...
You'll always be my baby.


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Robert L. Martin
almost 4 years

That was sweet

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