Unblemished by adult ears,
stories come out of us
like helium balloons
floating free
to a spotless sky.
She and I play for hours,
hoping our fantasy lives
will never disappear.
The world pays no attention,
but neither do we.
Our minds are filled
with princes and princesses,
castles and horses,
vistas and voyages,
spontaneous visions bursting into view
from the world of wonder,
where everything is as new
as a blooming rose.
From "The Wizard of Oz,"
to a pond where we swim together,
to the rare, unavoidable hurt,
our time together
reveals everything.
It bonds us forever.
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A special thank you to V. Night Zamora ~ Night Photography ~ for the photograph used for this poem.
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