Wednesday, April 08, 2009

Nostalgia

A dream of warmer days
When leaves are flushed anew with green
And every moment vibrates--alive
Imagination swells with the breeze
And from a wistful mist emerges,
as from the memory of a dream,
Treehouses
Dragons
Secret caves
Magic
and
Pirates
For a moment
A flutter
remember
the freedom of long summer days
Bare feet
and
the stillness of time.

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