Raising children requests an existential optimism
The wholevnew way of life crippling with responsibilities
I’ve thought there was nothing I could do , but feed you
I want to say love is desire to help
Kids grow up , fall in love , have their own children
Your life was ours , which is with you
You are the bows from your children as living arrows are sent forth
They are the sons and daughters of life’s longing for itself
Being a parents can be so so hard
We really need to cheerish moments we have with our little children
-gatot malaisianto
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