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  • Childhood

    Close, White bloom.Rusty redRoof and pitterOf warm rain.Dirt smellHere. Sun.Two boots.ButterfliesAcross the weeds. Eyes wanderAnd play.Noon. SmallHands makeSand castlesIn the roses.Forget-me-notBlue a

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  • I Am

    I AmI am sunlight breaking into the old growth forest.I am dusty fur and sweet horse smell. I am memories of cold creeks and crawdads and friendship.I am melting chocolate ...

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You're given the form, but you have to write the sonnet yourself. What you say is completely up to you.
— Madeleine L'Engle, A Wrinkle in Time