Sprinkles of Love

September 17, 2017

If you take a look inside this heart of mine,

I do not doubt that what you will find

is another, out in front.

Sipping soup with your sick self,

Hugging hues of hesitation away.

Because for you, all that I do,

is to ease your heart and mind.

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