The Circle Has Turned
He helped me. Now I help.
The mosquito coil was fragile.
So was I.
Whenever my small fingers snapped it,
my father would quietly take over.
Today, I help him with things
he can no longer do alone.
The circle has turned.
He helped me. Now I help.
The mosquito coil was fragile.
So was I.
Whenever my small fingers snapped it,
my father would quietly take over.
Today, I help him with things
he can no longer do alone.
The circle has turned.
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