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O, my baby





The light breath of wind in fields of cotton,
marvellous singing of birds in delighted campaign,
in looks, in murmur, your smile, soft language,  
invisible for tender emotions, a soft sweet face to miss.

Jolly soft kicking shivers in hidden abyss, you dwell,
nature awakes in spring, in our hearts, in our thoughts,
about the hour spaces coming to run aground in belly,
listen in silence, of splendour, spread with white feathers.

Smell, you near me, hope for peace, tranquility;
in a soft melody to rock us, to soothe down grief,
little by little enrich, as an angel, filled with innocence,
remained as a memory, a dream, an invisible one picture.








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~spiritualangel~

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  • perfectsunset gold member
    May 13, 2008

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    This was just beautiful and breath-taking. I love the imagery pouring from within the depth and emotion. Very colourful and heartfelt. A treasure to read and perfect for the baby book

    Thanks for entering & best of luck