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Hazel’s Diary: An Infant hobby

I don’t care
If she picked my growing shoes
Or her mother’s soft healing hands
As long as she is just my happy girl.

I don’t care
If she picked from either sides
Maternal or paternal light
So long she is the best in what she does.

I don’t care
I watch her smile sheepishly,
Humming to songs from the stereo
As if she knows the lyrics to the songs…

I don’t care
About the beats or musician
How did an infant love music
And happens to just love to dance as well.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

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