Tell me... how you came to be,
my friend, floating like a feather
traversing the sky and hovering
right here in front of me.
Tell me... what kind of trick is that?
I remember you from that first decade
urging me to pirouette
wearing my favorite blue dress.
Yes, you did. You made me laugh,
comforted me when lonely.
You banished Mr. Alligator
from under my bed.
Tell me... how you
made the stars tell their secrets
and helped the snow maiden find me
that time I fevered.
You don't have to tell me
how you faded from my dreams
like the faeries in the breeze.
I know why you disappeared.
when I'd forgotten your existence.
Tell me... my old friend, why
you are here again.
Is this my second childhood?
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Welcome
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Make yourself at home. Put your feet up. Grab your favorite beverage and prepare to enjoy the reads.
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Make yourself at home. Put your feet up. Grab your favorite beverage and prepare to enjoy the reads.
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Tuesday
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I love this..the words evoked the images so well...perfect :)
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