Paint me with the essence of your kindness
Turn to the beast within my willow heart
With the gentlest of hands
As the ocean strokes the rough and brittle sand
- Hannah Maureen Muth
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
☼ Childhood Magic ☼
Soaked clothes, dirty feet, adventure possessed, spinning 'till the world turns upside down,
catching frogs, chasing shadows, riding bikes so fast our feet flew off
the pedals, holding hands, sunbathing in the grass, applauding the
cricket concert, packing our bags, not looking back until the sun goes down,
barefoot races, horse-shoe tracing, making wishes to the dandelion,
plucking daisies along the way, oh the beauty of
childhood magic
catching frogs, chasing shadows, riding bikes so fast our feet flew off
the pedals, holding hands, sunbathing in the grass, applauding the
cricket concert, packing our bags, not looking back until the sun goes down,
barefoot races, horse-shoe tracing, making wishes to the dandelion,
plucking daisies along the way, oh the beauty of
childhood magic
☽HOME☾
We took to the woods
Like the sun to the sky
The winds they taught us how to be
Ever changing in the end
There is no pursuit, only journey
And journey is the home
We long to build, to live in
There is no gold waiting at it's end
Our home is our heart
- Hannah Maureen Muth
Like the sun to the sky
The winds they taught us how to be
Ever changing in the end
There is no pursuit, only journey
And journey is the home
We long to build, to live in
There is no gold waiting at it's end
Our home is our heart
- Hannah Maureen Muth
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