With Eyes of a Child

Charmed Chaos

“The possible’s slow fuse is lit by the Imagination.” 

― Emily Dickinson

To look at the world with eyes of a child, 
marveling at velvet wings of butterflies 
as they float from flower to flower
Slurping sweet nectar

To while away long summer hours
searching for possibilities in wispy clouds
With ne’er a worry or care

dVerse Poets Pub: Quadrille Monday

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