Once upon a time, long, long ago these were my kids. So young and so Innocent. The world had not yet exposed them to such horror and corruption. They hung out with us they. They smiled when they got there picture taken. Family trips were fun and exciting, not heal dragging and torture filled.
Once upon a time this was my little boy with the most contagious laugh in all the world. Until puberty took it and made it deeper. He wore his hair short and you could see his beautiful face. When he smiled he had deep, wonderful dimples. And he called me his best friend.
Once upon a time this little girl let me play with her hair. She loved french braides and playing dress up. Princess movies was her favorite pass time as was helping me in the kitchen. When I used to fall asleep on the couch in the afternoon this little girl would cover me up with a blanket and I would wake up to a clean house and the sweetest smile "mommy did you sleep good. Look I clean for you so you could sleep."
Sometimes they let their guard down and I get a glimpse of those kids I had once upon a time.
Once upon a time this was my little boy with the most contagious laugh in all the world. Until puberty took it and made it deeper. He wore his hair short and you could see his beautiful face. When he smiled he had deep, wonderful dimples. And he called me his best friend.
Once upon a time this little girl let me play with her hair. She loved french braides and playing dress up. Princess movies was her favorite pass time as was helping me in the kitchen. When I used to fall asleep on the couch in the afternoon this little girl would cover me up with a blanket and I would wake up to a clean house and the sweetest smile "mommy did you sleep good. Look I clean for you so you could sleep."
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