poetry about the beauty of love

the beauty of love

Oh... releasing a deep longing, and the rosy cheeks were gently kissed and her head was spoiled with. What he missed was a bit stretched, the cheeks were still reddish kissed gently and his head stroked with spoiled.ohhh ... What I missed a little stretched. SubhanaLlah, how beautiful is Your creation, O God. Her little eyes can not see perfectly yet, but her instincts say she is in the hands of someone who loves her very much.

The soft caresses and greetings that are often heard while still in the womb, can now be felt. Aura of love was radiating from the depths of a mother's heart, enveloping the baby who had just greeted the world with a cry of crying.
SubhanaLlah, how beautiful is Your creation, O God. Her little eyes can not see perfectly yet, but her instincts say she is in the hands of someone who loves her very much.

The soft caresses and greetings that are often heard while still in the womb, can now be felt. Aura of love was radiating from the depths of a mother's heart, enveloping the baby who had just greeted the world with a cry of crying.