17 november 2011
The Daughter'
The muse of my morning and evenings
Is running from room to room, in small wooden steps
Procratination's fading away when she shines
Tears dried up under her purple spells
Will the sequel equal the first draw?
Will I be worthy of her being there beauty that is raw
Her name is the answer to dark days and wounded paw
Don't grow up with haste dear comet once we saw
Grateful to share and love the presence of Little Nowadays Star
Don't ever worry about passing clouds, I never far.
O.O.W
11-16-11
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