My world was tranquil, passive, and beautiful. little storms here and there. But peaceful. As my sunshine grew her storms were becoming less and the sun was always pleased, however You came along and my life became full of storms in a short amount of time, however in a short amount of time I learned to see the beauty in them. which inspires me to write about them. I learn how to still your storm.
My little helpless storm; how I love you.
I am amused seeing you cast your thundery temper. Because when I hold you in my arms, your tempers seem to quiet down, the sun seems to come out as you smile, and tears dry on your rosy cheeks.
My Helpless storm child, how I love you.
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A nice family verse. Thanks
thank you very much