Blessing
Waking up to see your face,
covered by my hair,
While you sleep peacefully,
snoring cutely,
hogging the blanket,
But still holding me close to you,
protecting me,
It's a blessing.
--M.Shallom
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Poems
PoetryA collection of Poems I wrote about love, care, pain It might have been seen as young love, old love, imagination, obsession, heartbreak whatever you name it. But at the end of the day it is going to be recognized as LOVE.
