Clothed in a blanket of warmth, it blossoms
Wrapped in the cocoon of care, it glows
Boundaries blur with just a glimpse
Worries leave in a flurry... by any means
To be gifted with this token
Is to bathe in the light..unspoken
Comfort is what it brings
Thoughts are still, hate carry no stings
Words are slave to its power
Turns the frown upside... it's no wonder
To be gifted with this token
Is to know peace amidst a storm... Softspoken
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