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By wistful Date: 2002 Feb 03 Comment on this Work [[2002.02.03.15.01.31827]] |
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With child-like wide-eyed wonder Her gaze traveled up to find The giant's gentle grin. Should she fear him? Surely not. That smile was not a crocodile's But burst with warmth and welcome. A smile to nurture, not to feed A smile of caring, not of need Enveloped in his strong embrace She sighs and burrows further Into its sheltering depths. Safe at last. Home. |