The Face of an Angel
She looked up at me today,
As I bent to her to help,
With an assignment,
With which she struggled.
She looked up at me today,
This child full of arguments,
Quick to anger about one thing or another,
And lash out easily and with regularity.
She looked up at me today,
A soft, sweet smile graced her face,
And I saw right there, in the absence of angst,
The beautiful face of an angel.
Cryssa
luv,
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beautiful poem ....
:) Janna
I had the same experience with my son today.
How, I wonder, can the moods change so quickly!
Blessings,
Christine
Love & Peace be with you
William
Love Tinka
Christine
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :D
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Newfie Hugs, Rose