Monday, March 23, 2020

Freelancing #20

Oh, my sweet angel and love,
you're my treasure given from above.
The smile and beauty and radiance and all,
makes everyone think and take a harder fall.

Every glance you take is heaven to me,
every word you say is beauty that I can see.
No wonder many hearts aren't that sober,
when they see you, they can't stop to ponder.

Oh, my sweet angel and love,
you're my life and meaning given from above.
The beauty and smile and calmness and all, makes me want to catch myself as I fall.

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