As a Child
As a child I wanted to touch the clouds,
cotton balls floating against blue sky,
tempting me to find a ladder to reach high,
reality captured my dream one night,
I climbed up the ladder and landed on fluff,
slowly moving along and looking down,
no way to get off.
February 6, 2020
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