From The Heart

As a child

I turned the pages slowly.

Admiring the bright

eternal sun shine,

filtering through the trees.

I could smell

the delicate fragrance,

of each vibrant flower.

Mingled with peace and joy,

that overflowed.

The beauty I saw,

there on the pages.

Was so real to me.

I longed to be there.

But as I grew,

the images began to fade.

The fragrances began to wane.

. I wish

I could have joined

you back then,

when innocence

was still mine.

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