Giving Is Holier Than Receiving. Poem by Genova Maaa my mother
Giving Is Holier Than Receiving.
My little soul sleeps
in the sweet rhythms
of an unheard lullaby.
Angels fly down from heaven
to light my dreams by night.
Fireflies coming from a distant cave
sit on my lips and drink honey.
I tell them i have a lot of love to give you.
and they listen keenly and smiligly.
Giving is holier than receiving.
(Graphic: Magic melody by Korolevatumana.deviantart.com)
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