Life
If we saw life as children do,
Light would let the spectrum through
We’d find surprise in tiny things –
Flower petals or fairy wings?
Sand would become sparkle dust,
Forest dwellings wanderlust.
We’d seek the unicorns in the trees
And feel their magic in the breeze –
See all the animals as miracles too,
Offer them tea cups, as children do.
Copyright LJ 2017
From Eden
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