The face of innocence was taking in the taste of life through the eyes of longing. The innocent heart was waiting to be hugged by loving hands. The tiny frame was hugged by the impoverished frame of poverty that destiny had unfortunately doled out. Happiness was watching, waiting to kiss love's beauty that sparkled from within the divine creation. The divine never discriminates, yet appears so to the unwise eyes. Hllw Mitra's ❣️ Collab on this #flbgppt or #flbgppt1259 and add your thoughts 💭 on it 🙂 #rhl_lb_nn #fillings_life #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with 𝐅𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠s 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 #chitsmusings
