Today one of my friends shared 3 poems that he wrote before. Two of the poems were about his daughter when she was 7 years old. They were filled with his love toward his daughter. During reading them, my eyes got filled with tears. They were so beautiful. They touched my soul because I have a 7-year-old daughter, and I know how a parent feels about their kids.
The third poem was written about the author himself when he was 12 years old. The 12-year-old version’s he was full of hopes and pleased with himself. This poem inspired me how I felt when I was at this age.
I felt honored that he shared these poems with me. These are hidden gems. Very, very precious.
I encouraged him to keep writing poems.
His poems gave me strength that I should keep doing what I am good at, too.
I feel it great that everybody knows their gifts and keeps on making efforts for the progress of their gifts on a daily basis.
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