Aqua

The moisturizing lotion,
Of deep attachment,
Makes us so much obliging,
With the colour it gives to our smile

I lean back awhile,
And picture those moments,
Which flow in the streams,
As fast they come,
For my love call

Theirs is a look,
Of astonishment,
I stare,
When I taught them that subject,
Were they cheering me,
For they knew not that,
I could also teach that way

Their quarter of care,
Made me so much to stare,
At the goodness of life,
When their affluence of presence,
Filled my atmosphere

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