Feeling peaceful spirits resononate.
Encumbered by warmth inhibiting motion.
Sleep easy my child. You are only young.
I'm inside a cacoon of fabric.
The best I can do is wonder.
She says the trees will still be here tomorrow.
Just so I know I will feel grass under my feet again.
I divulge into a land of imagination.
Flying over a city covered by rain and shadow.
Throwing light like a fairy at buildings.
I open my eyes and see she is gone.
My face dampenned at the thought.
Where is my fairy to sparkle my worries away?
The childs mind wanders quickly.
But sheltered it falls to the mothers heart beat.
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