Childhood
Thunder,
lightning bolts from Thor,
blinding, scorching power.
Calm,
little feet and welled up eyes,
a mixed and broken sentence;
touching power.
Serenity,
a light rain shower.
laughing rainbows
budding flowers.
Thunder,
sunshine, a sideways sneaker,
a powerful call....
Daddy, I love you.
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