The Tardy Cherub

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Cupid snoozed—his alarm betrayed, Wings askew, his bow mislaid. Love showed up a moment late, Blushing, breathless, tempting fate. Turns out hearts still fell just fine— Even tardy arrows hit on time.

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"I tried.
Can't do it.
Brain's empty."

from:
Creech, Sharon. Love that Dog. New York: Harper Collins, 2001.

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