Isabel Lavender

Rookie (06-09-1967 / Aalborg (Denmark))

Apples And Cherubs - Poem by Isabel Lavender

The apple of my eye
You, I never will deny

Through thick and thin
You, my sweetest win

Sleeping in the night
I, forget a little fight

Don’t hurt my blood
I consult with God

You, everything sweet
You are my heartbeat

My soul bleeds if you sad
Evilness makes me mad

A lioness and her cub
You, my little cherub

Soon morning will come
I love you forever,
My beautiful son

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 1, 2008



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