CHILDHOOD
Solitude of the mind
preventing dreams
from cluttering
tranquility
The sound of the clouds
is soft
gentle movement
caressing
baby blue sky
Innocent eyes
see gifts of love and
reflect how we should be
The clouds so low
gently scraping rooftops
a subtle reminder
of our place in this world
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7 December 2017
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