Yes, daily kisses,
From those, whom we love,
Everyone misses,
Like something, given from above,
Lips to lips,
And everybody knows, that life is given to feel their love.
To hear their laugh,
To touch their warm hands,
And to see them off to their ends!
By heavens blessed
Eternal lands,
To watch all those, left and their friends,
And their kisses,
We keep and memorise,
We keep their pieces
In brain, despite the size,
Pieces to pieces,
This makes our souls not to be missed,
Daily kisses
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