Just now I checked on my children at their room. They look really angelic and peaceful in their sleep. When I looked at them, I’ve come to realization of how time flies. They used to be so small and fragile, but now they’re growing up. This reminds me of a poem with the title “My Children Mean Everything To Me”. Read the poem below:
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— Immanuel Kant