UNTOUCHED by the morning rays
Still a bud;
The cherubic face sleeping stays
Resting on the pillow
made me bend low
Untouched by the pains
waiting to slip in, to pester;
the soul driven needs
that shall soon join in cluster
courage needing to muster
As time's fingers
finds it way
To caress; heartfelt tears
As love's bid hold sway
you will sure smile anyway
I can feel your positive vibrations
Fill the space
Lifting the morose façade's reflections
To joyful replace
With new spirits and shoelace
Nibble on your feet
As Scorching heat of rising Sun
Fills the day light of your life
You naughty add your special fun
Fresh, innocent the ethnocentric shun
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~MaliniKadir
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