Imagination

 

With wings on her feet and sun filled clouds in her mind

The little girl smiled so the flowers bloomed

And the pixies came out to play

Nightingales sang and crickets played

Shy gnomes giggled

While the butterflies twirled

And the girl spun until the dizzying world came to a still

Sitting heavily upon the cemented lot, her world faded

The sun glared down as she caught her breath and looked around

To see

That she was all alone.

 

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