Martin
sits on the floor
With
round tub of water to play
The
magic hands stirring
The
bubbles of invincible ripples
He
enjoys his quiet time
The
joy of clothing moving quickly
Humming
softly to himself
He
never sees Sebby coming from behind
With
a yell and a tackle
Sebby
catches his father's neck
Holding
it steady as he leans on him
Smell
his father keep in his mind
“Do
you surrender, Daddy?
Buy
me an ice-cream”
Martin
pretends not to hear
Sebby
playing on his back
The
moments like this
Father
and son in playing mood
The
memories will stay
When
seeing these photos again
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