The ChildA Poem by angelineIn everyoneI saw the child She's so carefree She liked to act What she wanted to be I met that child One starry night When bright moon was Just out of sight I talked to her She only smiled Carefree but sweet She's not that wild She looked at me I understood I knew her thoughts Even her mood I love the child I only see The finest child That child in me © 2016 angelineAuthor's Note
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Added on June 8, 2016 Last Updated on June 8, 2016 |

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