Image by A. Klesath

Behind a fence-

Eyes golden, gleaming

Laughter like ice in a glass

A spark-

Mind flashing, crashing

Firecracker at midnight

Gentle breeze-

Then silence

Most deafening

Briefly imagining-

glitter and gold

only the finest things.

With the breeze-

Reality strikes!

Continuously, climbing

Courageously, crying

Inside smiling.

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