These Things I Love

By candi

Fionas Bubble

What are her thoughts, trying to catch what can't be caught?
A world of wonder expands to meet her whimsical fancies.
Her bliss delight, bubbling from within the unfathomable fathoms of a child.
A mirthful squeal of surprise, she's taken flight.

What sounds emanate in the environment which surrounds her?
What sights appeal to her innocent eyes?
What bottomless well does her precious wonder spring from?
What unseen fears await to cloud her brilliant, perfect world?

Was I in my forgotten youth, as innocent as she?

Little feet, happy hands, and dancing eyes erupts into giggling smiles.
The sun's warmth blanketing, giving her a cherubs blush
Rushing and reaching for the unattainable -- unreachable
The silent floating capturer in no hurry to escape this moppets captive grasp.

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