But most of all, when Somer closes her eyes, she imagines the moment she will hold her baby for the first time. She keeps Asha's photo in her pocket and looks at it often. That one photo vaporized her doubts and made everything come to life. She lay awake at night, picturing her daughter's sweet face.
- Shilpi Somaya Gowda
My dearly beloved if I am to die today and never see the sweet face of you I want you to know that I am no great man and am lucky to have such a woman as you.
- Wild Bill Hickok
The green eyes in the carefully sweet face were turbulent, willful, lusty with life, distinctly at variance with her decorous demeanor. Her manners had been imposed upon her... her eyes were her own.
- Margaret Mitchell
I wonder if anyone but me realizes what goes on in that head back of your deceptively sweet face.
- Margaret Mitchell
Everyone tells me that I have a very sweet face! I'd like to change that. I wish I had a more flexible face!
- Soundarya
Stacy smiled proudly and he filed the image of her sweet face in the section of his heart he shared with no one else.
- Rhonda Tibbs
But the sweet face of Lucy Gray
Will never more be seen.
The storm came on before its time:
She wandered up and down;
And many a hill did Lucy climb:
But never reached the town.
- William Wordsworth
- Shilpi Somaya Gowda
My dearly beloved if I am to die today and never see the sweet face of you I want you to know that I am no great man and am lucky to have such a woman as you.
- Wild Bill Hickok
The green eyes in the carefully sweet face were turbulent, willful, lusty with life, distinctly at variance with her decorous demeanor. Her manners had been imposed upon her... her eyes were her own.
- Margaret Mitchell
I wonder if anyone but me realizes what goes on in that head back of your deceptively sweet face.
- Margaret Mitchell
Everyone tells me that I have a very sweet face! I'd like to change that. I wish I had a more flexible face!
- Soundarya
Stacy smiled proudly and he filed the image of her sweet face in the section of his heart he shared with no one else.
- Rhonda Tibbs
But the sweet face of Lucy Gray
Will never more be seen.
The storm came on before its time:
She wandered up and down;
And many a hill did Lucy climb:
But never reached the town.
- William Wordsworth
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