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Aug 2020
She Loves Her Tea, early Morning.
Sips on Chocolate, late at Night.
She is God's Masterpiece.
Whom He shaped, in broad Daylight.
She loves to watch, The Sunsets.
But is afraid, of the Rain.
Her face is filled, with Sadness.
As Her past, was filled with Pain.
I spoke a few words, of Comfort.
Nestled Her, close to My Heart.
Promised I'd be, Her Honey
and would never stray Apart.
Through a Sea of Happiness.
She keeps Swimming, every Day.
Forgetting Her, dreadful Past.
She Loves Me, Night and Day.
Savio Fonseca
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Savio Fonseca  M/India
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