Fishing with My Inner Child

My inner child is now smiling honestly,As a memory comes so vividly and sweet,Pouring into me like warm maple syrup,Over golden pancakes, piled up a mile high. The sun hits open curtains, I am now awake,No chaos here, just the joy of being a child,Climbing out of cool sheets, I rise quietly,I dress now, and […]

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