So precious the cheek's warmth that presses my hand
That no mist on morn's meadow can help understand! 
Does a sea breeze of evening feel sails push towards home? 
What sky streak of bright stardust seeks marriage with loam?
                
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nice but toooooo short for a song do read my bestest poem MOM'S SMILES ooolalalaalala and may compose a song my dear Mr Long