See the angel in slumbering bliss,
adoring enough to wish for a kiss.
Snuggling her pillow like a puffy cloud,
with no worrysome cares lurking around.
Wishing for horses prancing in mid-air,
through buttercup meadows she chases a mare.
I envision a cherub resting before me.
How I wish to hear her say "Come join me."
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