She's dear to many, but I'm her dearest..

Days with her was always special
bright stars was always above us
always felt the freshness of love inside
 he words of love started pouring like morning snow
her smile & eyes made the child inside me smile
 She always came like warmness in the cold morning
 She's dear to many, but I'm her dearest
I want to sleep with her inside her blanket
like a cold rabbit searching for warmness...
Its the best place for me to be...