Sweet Earthly Angel
Little bright star, sitting there where you are,
with eyes sparkling green and hair with a dark
sheen, do you know how you make me smile
while on my way to an unpleasant task?
I ask, because I wonder if you were sent
just for me so that I could see
the beauty in this world--a seven week old
baby girl to smile and coo while I look at you.
Oh, how everything wrong just slips away
as I stop to talk and to play with you,
sweet earthly angel.
Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2009-06-01 at 20:58
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