Kisses

kaleidoscope of kindnesses rain down upon my back.. knitted hats and knots untied for those you have a knack... karma chose you for me to bounce upon your knee just another kid at heart is what I seem to be kettles boil and time will keep until the kite has flown for knights like you are hard to find once the kindest years are gone knowledge isn't always friend in fact.. sometimes is foe but you my friend are the best of kings a peasant girl could know kisses melt the coldest heart like candy in the palm but keepers come but once along to the weary heart a balm now knobs and knives and fishing things we pack into a sack and hand in hand we walk along ahead.. we don't look back..