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Throwing back the sun light to shower the world
Skin stretched out as much as possible, trying to flood the universe with his infinite cheer
Little feat scurry around, little hands wave up and down
Seeking more, finding an earth ready and welcoming
The air they breathe, the wind they feel
Laughs back at the
m as they cheer in joy
It tickles them when they trip
But they always rise back again; they always want to run again, they never think they’d fall 
again
And even if they do, the wind will always carry them back up
They cry, each tear falls down and echoes through the soft earth they tread on
Tears of joy, tears that sprout around them a garden of happiness, a garden of warmth
Warmth that seeps in all around them, warmth that beats away the shivers and lets them 
snuggle to sleep
As they frolic and play, a shadowy mist creeps in, white as their glistening teeth
A rugged mist with age worn eyes and an experience gnarled touch
As the mist rolls through the gardens that engulf them, that warmth they emitted turns 
menacingly cold
The garden their tears had sprouted wilts and decays, weeds and thorns rise up to trip them 
and prick them
The wind is angered; it blows through the mist, but as it soars down to defend its charge
It turns out of the mist a haunted demon
And batters them with hail and rain
It roars them to tears, tears of fear and pain
The air is filled with dust, they choke and cough and no one is there to help
The earth shuts its doors to the horror it sees
Little feat pound at the earth in frustration, little hands grow claws and rip at their assailants
Smiles turn into grins as they relieve their anger
Their fangs concealed, they shut out any sunlight and cheer that they once wielded
Corrupted dark.

© Samir Georges
2008

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