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.

Fireside

 It’s been too long. Needed this peace for some time now. Oh, my heart . . . My glasses broke so I’m wearing an old prescription until new ones come in. Can’t see as clear as I’d like but at least I’m outside! 



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