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.

The Judge


 “As with the force of winds and waters pent 

When mountains tremble, those two massy pillars

With horrible convulsion to and fro 

He tugged, he shook, till down they came, and drew 

The whole roof after them with burst of thunder 


Upon the heads of all who sat beneath”


(Painting by Norman Rockwell)



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