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Angel of ChildrenAngel of Children How innocent and fair babies playing in the flowers living in their imagination for hours and hours What do they imagine they are? a prince, a king or a queen? such freedom they do possess they could be most everything. God created a being who stays by the children so small she watches and protects them they are listened to if they call always where there's children so gentle, and so mild a spirit lives in reflection the Angel of a child (c) TRIZIA 2006 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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