How convenient is it to forget?

The hands that carried you

The hands that held your fingers

The hands that unveiled the magic of colours

The hands that wrote you letters

The eyes that popped wide

And beamed with pride

Seeing you grow

Seeing you walk

Seeing you play

Seeing you achieve

Seeing you explore

Seeing you draw

Seeing you mature

To conveniently forget

And push away the hands

And ignore the eyes

How convenient is it to forget?

How convenient is it to ignore?

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