I am ten years old in my mind.
I'd be in place where I and inner child play.
We'd climb up tree houses every night
in dreams to look at stars.
We would sing with birds
to rock each other to sleep.
And sometimes we'd climb in daytime
to look from a higher perspective my challengers
so they would not be as big anymore.
Apr 19, 2019
Apr 19, 2019 at 11:44 AM UTC
I am ten years old in my mind.
I'd be in place where I and inner child play.
We'd climb up tree houses every night
in dreams to look at stars.
We would sing with birds
to rock each other to sleep.
And sometimes we'd climb in daytime
to look from a higher perspective my challengers
so they would not be as big anymore.
Inspired by Nancy E Tracy Thank you
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