Sunday, July 6, 2014

Yes, it's a privilege



''Your voice was like a lullaby'', he says.

''I was half asleep 
when you were talking to me
and rubbing my back a few minutes ago''.

''If only I could put you to sleep
every single night of my life...''
she says.

The prescious privilege
of being someone's safe haven of rest....


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