Little One

Will you let me curl crude clumsy fingers
Round those that make me so high?
We can wrap ourselves tightly in blankets
And hide here, while clouds cry. 
 
If you let me nibble and whisper
In your beautiful ears,
You can rest your head on my shoulder
And I’ll catch all your tears. 
 
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By YouthfulParaphernalia.wordpress.com
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