I loved the child in him
So inoccent and sweet
The mischief in his eyes
The blusher on his cheek
The tender way he spoke
That sowed me that he cared
The touch of his warm hand
That gently touched my hair
The smiles that we shared
That filled my life with glee
For when i was with him
I found the child in me.
By Jean Gabour
I picked this poem because it has alot of depth and emotion within it which contains a story.
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