Photo by Mateus Souziia from Pexels
Now that we're kids again
Back to the past
Far past the post of infancy
Where days were sunshine bliss
On a rollercoaster ride
& weekends
were a sensation of dreams
Licked to reality
As the magic wand.
"Lollipop!"
Filters through the gaps
Back to the handy-shop
Life un-buckles
It's shackles
Down the riverbed
Where a rainbow
Speak's peace
Off the tear drops
That scatter the paper.
Stories!
There hope is reimbursed
To life
Off it comes
Far past the fairytale
That comfort the pillow late nights
& talks the body into inaction
Where fear is home
In adulting
Doubt as the re-enforcer.
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