Tuesday, April 23, 2013

::. That Newborn Child .::



On a night the star fell
You were born
In your mother arms
You were crying weakly
Without knowing happiness
Without knowing sadness
With eye innocent as pearl
You are small version of me
A small dear life
Sleeping in mother arms 
Not yet know the meaning of conflagration



.::ANNAEM::.
-jakartabarat-
23042013

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