When I am in the verge of

being cross with you,

You come to me ,

Like a newly blossomed 

flower with its fresh

fragrance and misty wet petals, 

You smile  your  cuttest little smile, 

My heart flutters a second ,

hands outstretch to reach for  

you to drop a kiss and a quick 

prayer  of THANKS and my heart 

busting of pride and tears glittering

My vision. 

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