Heather Burns

Touching Reality - Poem by Heather Burns

Oh yesterday
when we were young

running the gamut
of our hearts.

Playing blissfully
in our fairyland

today touching reality
playtime is a memory.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 24, 2013

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