Innocent

I eat daffodils in the dirt

Wearing my fancy dress

Wondering if it will rain

I am happy that I do not know it

 

I think back on that day

The love of antioxidants consumes me now

I don't think about the cranberry blooms

Or the beauty of the fresh apple

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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