Protectively Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

Protectively



the tiny morning hand runs through my hair
born in a smile an embryo laughter
thank you for waking me up
I will protect you
keep you safe like the first morning thought
that stays there forever
written in the heart

-to the daughters of air-

Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: daughters,hair,laughter,waking
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