We all carry an inner child within us,
A part that yearns for the days of innocence,
When the weight of the world didn’t exist—
When playtime on the swings was our only concern,
And the worries of life were a distant dream.
I miss those moments,
The warmth of my mother’s touch,
Her fingers gently weaving through my hair—
A simple act, but it was a promise,
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We all carry an inner child within us,
A part that yearns for the days of innocence,
When the weight of the world didn’t exist—
When playtime on the swings was our only concern,
And the worries of life were a distant dream.
I miss those moments,
The warmth of my mother’s touch,
Her fingers gently weaving through my hair—
A simple act, but it was a promise,
......