small trusting fingers
wrap loosely around mine
there grip feathered light
but yet with strength
and unconditional love
smooth velvet like skin
unwrinkled and milk white
innocent eyes
tenderly naive idolizing
adoration sparkling in there depths
that look beyond the barriers
set in placed as they grow old
a pool of youth untouched
angelic beauty and graces
flawless child like conviction
a vast unspoiled pure soul
echo's of two merged into one
mirror images of a soul unique
at the hand of a mother


I hope you do well in the contest 



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