
Sometimes maybe
I demand too much from E.
I just want him
to be perfect
in his calligraphy,
in the order of the pages of his exercise books
Expecting him always to be focused
on what he is doing at school.
Always expecting him to be the best
M. says that sometimes I forget
that he is only seven....
Just a kid.
My kid.
♥

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