Inner child

A lonely childhood,
Peers outside a window
Tracing frost fairies
On the rimy glass
Whispering a wish
For tender icicle streaks
To take her far far away!

Her dreams grow wings
Of gossamer butterflies;
She touches them –
Powdery dust crumbles
In tiny, empty hands
Shimmering like stars
That wrote her destiny

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Find me the peace
Of pure innocence
Free me from shackles
Let me sense miracles
Unleash the inner child
Conjour faces in a cloud
Marvel at a shimmery bug
Whisper to a tiny bird
Play with a grass blade
Count stars in night’s parade
Let my soul revel in nature;
A haven for every creature!

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