a lullabyA Poem by T.H.go freely, my
sweet child go to a place where
doves rest their wings a
promise their heart a
reproach their soul white it’s white like a
snow white like a mother like a hope there there is no old no tears no pain go my child we will see again, my sweet child my love, it is
infinite & you are infinite in my love. © 2023 T.H. |
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