Thoughts Ideas Words Dance Through Poetic Mind Poem by Terence George Craddock

thoughts ideas words ever dance through poetic mind
I am still the child thrilled by shifting golden light
of a buttercup on a child's neck in white light a summer's
day in childhood memories; the child is ever chasing

shadows balloons blown on the wind calls of bird song
the child restless active is always running in moments
to arrive leaving beauty lingering in beautified memories


Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
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