My Grandma Ila used to call them "angel kisses". She said it meant that there were lots of angels looking out for me. The more days I live, the more kisses I have to show for them. And yet, I've still got more to spare.
These 3 little angels are a piece of me. Each of their little noses are dusted with Angel Kisses. And as my Grandmother watches from heaven, I know they are kisses from her.
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