He awoke with sunlight streaming across his face, birdsong
soft and melodious in his ears.
Before he could even clear his head, his beloved took him
into her arms, her caress soothing him, even as she bared her sweet bosom for
his approving gaze.
After breakfast, in which he ate like a king, he was
entertained by a wonderful musical troupe, every song more beautiful than the
last.
A leisurely bath, a relaxing nap, then dinner and sleep.
It was, all in all, a perfect day.
Shame he was only two years old and thus wouldn’t remember
any of it.
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