Bruised Orange · Oct 13, 2011
returning

gentle soul child
neglected and
too long forgotten

let me show you
where the water
falls
where the meadow
flowers

it's not far now
over the bend
of green

where
fairy moss
beckons

sit here with me

i'll wrap tender arms
around you

remember love
and innocence

recall certitude
and acceptance.

 
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