dad
How nice to play with building blocks
and then when it's evening watching cartoons;
that joy to paint with markers
and put together the most beautiful puzzle.
But the magic moment today will
when you return: Dad!
This is the poetry he has learned Anna kindergarten and I spend virtually every daddy.
I was just in this latter period, but the winter ills do not want us to leave .....
you soon!
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