Flowers
I walk in,
The surface is cold and smooth
Dark except for a flicker of lightning.
A familiar place
I see with my heart,
Gentle snoring
Creeks of floorboards
As I crawl and lie down
Safe and secure
Did they ever expect me?
The rain patters, thunder crashes
Turning waves splashing
I see with my heart
Did they ever feel my presence?
I’m safe in their grasps
From the monster’s chill
As I am just a child
I’m safe in their grasps
From the monster’s chill
As I am just a child
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