I can't stop daydreaming.
Caressed by papery petals of flowers,
Sleeping under the shade of feathered trees,
Paper cranes float past me like distant memories,
Down the stream of glistening waters,
Gliding across the hills of grass,
Light escapes and enters this place,
Allowing me to capture its grace,
Grasping at the colors of unimaginable paintings,
Life blossoms within my heart,
Somehow inspiring me to imagine it,
My mind wonders about this place,
How this land came to be,
Into the land that became in me.
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My Notes For Cheer
PoetryI write to whisper words of my heart. My Notes for Cheer is all but cheerful. It's to cheer on the people who suffer, who can't stand it anymore, who don't know what to do. You are not alone. I write to tell my story in ways of small stories and poe...
