If I could dream my fairy tale
Of a little angel so fair and pale
She'll walk my world with footsteps rare
The softest ones to my aware.
I'll reach above and bring the moon
When she is tired and sleeps too soon
I'll set the stars to twinkle bright
Lest she wakes when still it's night.
She'll hold my hands and walk me through
The roughest storms and when I'm blue
She'll watch me sleep when my time is due
Until the call, I will watch her too!
- Sheba
p.s. Everything that rhymes is necessarily not Poetry...
Keep the Cheer!!!
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