The lilt within
13 March 2010
Like the invigorating streak of early morn' sunlight,
Like the melodic buzz of that little hummingbird,
Like the gorgeous flavour of sizzling hot chocolate fudge,
They live; they love; they care; they forgive; they forget.
And so, I exist.
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