Childhood Bliss

seagulls cry as children playthey dance in the shallow watersfaces melting in the blue on a hot summer’s dayripened bodies glisten in sunlight,hues of gold shimmer down their naked spines

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Sing like No One's Listening

Knowing my voice is soft, I sometimes sing softer in anticipation of someone who will most definitely sing over me. Why do I do this? I don't know. I guess I have always been taught that loud voices get heard...

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I have wandered this path beforeI have lost myself in these Woods,screeched with the Barn Owls,climbed the Weeping Willows,danced with the currents of the Wind,scrunched my toes, knee deep in your Earthy palm

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