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Threading Happiness

Fotoula ReynoldsJuly 12, 2019

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Threading Happiness

written by: Fotoula Reynolds

Take me back again
To simpler times
When days smiled
Upon the earth
And children laughed
Without inhibitions

The blue-black of night
Mellow and dream-like
Sprinkled with stars
Harnessed imagination
And the mirror-moon
Beamed with approval

Inside crystal eyes
Hearts fluttered
And loved to love
Butterflies in the sky
As colourful as rainbows
Kissed the air and
Waltzed into June

Kites would fly high above
And the merry-go-round
Spun all the way back
To innocence and
Fanciful daisy-chains
Threading happiness

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