My Poetry


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4. Child's Dreams

Fairies dance around my bed in the night.

They come and go as they please.

They spread light.

With their small wings they excite.

So graceful.

They are as light as a feather.

Whoosh!

My curtains dance in the cool spring breeze.

Then the light come on.

And they are gone.

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