Children bathed in glitter, laughter, the human good
With bare feet that struck and raised the dust from it's ground,
the cheer of the wind and the happiness of untainted sunlight
Between the rapture of the earth and day they floated,
eyes shut in complete exuberance, tongues gagging in uncontrollable laughter,
avoiding the bruises on their elbows and knees,
the flea bites and the hungry bellies
The cracked wand drops and the magic dies
At once they turn into beautiful, colourful birds
that scatter atop and leave me empty skies
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