Monday, January 16, 2006

Secret Spaces

No matter the hurt life offers me
I have a place to hide;
No matter the sorrow and loss,
I remain a child inside.

I walk in woods and magic places
Where elves can hold my hand;
And all my dreams are bright and true,
Full of things I understand.

In the adult world of reason
Where things drift far apart;
I can hold wonder in my eyes,
And laughter in my heart.

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