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Something I came up with while laying with my 6 year old, and helping her to get to sleep.

Submitted:Mar 20, 2008    Reads: 141    Comments: 8    Likes: 3   

Her hair smells of the sun

her hands, the smell of grass

her smile shames the stars

her laughter carries to the moon and past

her eyes so blue

so eager and bright

her ams around me

hug so tight

as i kiss my sweet baby



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