A Brand New Life by Sukasah Syahdan
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My dearest child, my dearest love Come to Ayah, who has just come My dearest star, my brightest sun Your loudest cries, my sweetest songs Your merry laughter, my constant prayer
My dearest child, whenever you come Be you a son, be you a daughter Ayah's been waiting here at home In quiet moments called Forever
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On this parcel of land hard-won we built a place called home and to make it look decent we look after a small garden
a couple against the world hostile would need a retreat once in a while where Imma can enjoy poetry or friends and I, o’er cups of coffee
One day our son or daughter will run about with laughter
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