As we were hurrying across a busy street hand in hand, my daughter’s little legs struggled to keep up with my pace. She had insisted on wearing these darling dress-up shoes and I admit I couldn’t resist her girlish charm. As those tiny green shoes clacked on the pavement the sound was almost delicious. It was music to my ears and warmed my mother heart with emotion.
by nimda
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