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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required 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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