Zira
You bring me peace
With your head on my lap
I gently stroke your wavy hair
Lovingly I bend to kiss your forehead
Thanking God for giving me you
You have become my calm
My loyal friend
Zira
Written by Brenda Meier-Hans
Used my Path Number 9
09.15.2014
For Contest: Tell me your Number
Andrea Dietrich
3rd
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