Your heart beats outside your body
It has a pulse that skips a beat each time they stumble
It races with each triumphant cry
Your arms are ready to catch them
when the truth of life challenges their naivety and cause them to stumble over their own feet
When they hurt, your heart bleeds
When they fall your prayers pick them up
Their laughter are the bells that chime in your heart
When you have children
You learn to let go of what you want
For what they need
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