Blossom

The newborn baby cries

An open-wide sunrise

The newborn sun

Starts the beginning of an hour

To bloom a garden everywhere

The little boy grows

In the garden

Will soon sprout wings

And bloom a blossom

Little boy is a little man

With his favorite toys

And a box of sand

In the backyard

The old man is aged

As the sun freefalls

Into a collapsing sunset

Into a sea of stars

Calm

The old man snores

On the other side of dreams

Calm

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