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Jun 2015
I place a crown
Of beautiful blooms
Upon her golden head.
To me,
The blooms are a pale
Imitation
Of her natural beauty.
All she sees
Is a thorn
Among flowers
Trying to show my little daughter how beautiful she is after a boy told her she was fat yesterday & her heart was broke the wee pet **
niamh
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niamh  Ireland
(Ireland)   
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