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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=379729" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sweet Child</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your sweet child is sleeping but, <br>My sweet child is on the way; <br>So swift be thy flight oh my little one, <br>And like fresh shower for the thirsty flowers.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To rest on their mothers breasts and, <br>To feed on their mothers breasts; <br>And from love's shining circles on this issue, <br>But listen to the springs like a flowing music.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When friendship decays, true love lies withered; <br>But i will swing along with my child on the wings of love! <br>And like the blossom of the heavens with the gates of light.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh Isles of perfume, <br>In a vale of flowers to seek for your children; <br>And like a gift that is wrapped with love than hate, <br>For my muse will find a way to touch your hearts.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Life is like a child at play when her mother sleeps, <br>But in the land of roses i have found my love; <br>And with beautiful flowers singing to us for peace, <br>For in a humble prayer i will come to you with joy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh lights of lovely scent afar, <br>Hymns of joy and sweet bed of flowers; <br>I married very late but, <br>I will like to see my grandchild before i die.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edward+Kofi+Louis">Edward Kofi Louis</a><div class=q>
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My sweet child is on the way; 
So swift be thy flight oh my little one, 
And like fresh shower for the thirsty flowers.

To rest on their mothers breasts and, 
To feed on their mothers breasts; 
And from love's s..."></div>
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