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Click hereThe sound of innocence gusting on the wind,
This wonderful laugher is nothing but heaven sent.
Lil' bitty seraphims picking up sundrops,
Spanning the tiny yard, planted like crops,
A tiny white cloud floating by, this isn't a bad sign.
This is a gift from a farmer divine.
Completely oblivious to the evils of the world beyond,
Angels looking on to those of whom they are fond.
Oh but a wonderful dream...
Who would be great enough to think up such a scheme?
Not all is what it seems though,
All must bow to wonderful time's graceful flow,
But for now leave them in peace it doesn't matter,
There isn't a good enough reason to make this dream shatter.
For if you do you'll miss the best part.
A precious little thing that will go straight to your heart.
Look in the back of them and what will you find,
A line of tiny flowers trailing behind
otherwise you have some good lines. Take some time, read it aloud and you will hear the places it could be smoothed out. Since you keep submitting, I take it that you are serious, so keep writing! I look forward to watching you grow, or, flower, as it were ;)
~ maria