To Carmel Azzopardi
L LeeAnn Azzopardi
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How I miss yr blue eyes, Dad?
A gift, if you are Maltese
They sparkle like the skies
When the clouds melt as the sun
Comes out of the rain
But I know you are looking down
Though, I would like to feel yr embrace
And to tell you to put yr teeth back in
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