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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I Which time is better? Which season is better? Which companion is better? Which age is better? Were some of my thoughts as...... I carried my drowsy cherub on my shoulders cautiously walking in my garden so that sleep is not disturbed by my overstepping any cobble. The night air was perfumed by the queen of nights loyally growing by my dark casements and swaying with the mild waft of winds. I smiled at my innocent bairn, as she smiled in her dreams, making me wonder, do these angels also laugh and play in their kingdom of dreams? Her head on my shoulder, her left hand holding me tightly around my nape, her limp body cozily snuggling, breathing her warmth onto my neck, made me hug this child from heaven even more tightly than before. Her vulnerability and dependance on a human whom she cannot judge pushed my stubborn heart Into caressing and kissing the soft cheeks of God's miniature self. I entered the uncreaky greased doors, tip-toeing to her satiny crib, laying my dew kissed angel, who had been lulled to sleep, on her peachy pillow. I lovingly watched overhead, enjoying to see my bud bloom steadily. With time, and in every season I will watch her grow of age till my moppet will hold my hand and lead me into her kingdom of love. Balveen Cheema August19, 2015
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