To me, Her childhood was exceptional Simply because I had learned From how to be a dad... Her childhood was a turning-point In our life, She was born to be a wonderful figure That I waited for long time... Her childhood was that day that Encouraged us to look froward for a better life... When she was born, I was outside that great hospital Where I heard her first cries... Her voice penetrated my heart... I loved her and I loved her pretty childhood... She is now a lovely soul That goes and comely wonderfully All by herself to be or not to be. _____________________________________________________________________

MOHAMMAD SKATI

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