Are you in that little paradise,
where my childhood is still playing hide and seek
waiting for butterflies to arrive
a kite to fall from sky and run with urchin to catch
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Your poem starts in such a simple manner and opens up to such a grand and deep question. Beautiful heartfelt and personal words. Splendid
Little paradise a catchy place for childhood, shrine of virtues for adulthood and darkness swallowed for old age...great metaphors.......Your are a brilliant writer. Hats Off...10+++
Very heart touching... wonderful flow of emotion... thank you
Running as waters the rythm and the pictures following it.