You do it today
and keep doing it
ever till you wish to
with no thought to
the outcome of it.
A day comes then
when you forget all
no trace of it remains
neither the intent
while you sit at peace.
Then another day comes,
When you see your child
Crying helplessly.
You wanna do a thing
But you cannot.
Limbs do not move
Just the heart pushes
And the tears roll
Then the memories flash.
With a pinch of regret
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