Paper planes and puddles
Tiny tents and huddles
Colorful butterflies
Syrup on cold ice.
Toy cars and dolls,
Marshmallow stalls,
A blooming bud
A splash in the mud.
Candy and cake,
A quiet lake,
Rainbow in the sky
Heaven in my eye.
Stars in the night,
Silvery light,
A bed-time tale
And dreams that entail.
When I was six,
I lived
And now I exist
I only exist.
When I was six
I believed
In beauty and bliss
When I was six...
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I loved this one for its simplicity! It's not raw, but it is still quite old-school. Keep up the good work!
Thanks Bros, means a lot coming from you :)
If only life would stay so simple and delightful!
I believe it can be if we dare to be that innocent and look at everything in life with the same curiosity that a 4 year old would have when s/he sees a butterfly for the first time.
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Lol I like to think I do, Elith :) Thanks
You made me a bit wistful with this one! I've always thought that we should each strive to maintain a little of our innocence, no matter how old we get to be.
ah...good ol' days! :)
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