She was five
Very much alive
But a child without words
On life's on accords

Addicted to cake
Angel in the wake
Lent an idea to her lovng mother
Bundled it with brother and father

Set in motion a game
With all the guests the same
Their eyes with covers standing still
Waiting to be caught and kissed at will

Little did they know
And the family didn't show
She infused into her delight
After every catch in sight

With all having been caught
It was a photo she sought
With all the guest blinds down
Not knowing what their faces own

Before her shutter clicked
The angel's switch flicked
For once she smiled, snickered and laughed aloud
All her chocolate kisses made her happy and proud.