sanja sarinda


Wounded Child - Poem by sanja sarinda

There was once a little girl
at the magic lake
dancing on beach and sand
dreaming she was princess
of foreign land
land of fairies and gnomes
living under daisy cover
dancing from day to another
laughing, gigling
telling funny stories
none could not see her
none could not hurt her
in land daisies is no insults
hard words, ugly things don’t happen
daisy land is for happy fairies
and beautifull gnomes
none arguing, only smilies
feelin loved and free
and dreams come true..


Comments about Wounded Child by sanja sarinda

  • (5/12/2006 10:24:00 AM)


    Imagenation, a great way to show it with fairies. Beautiful.
    Sweetie Sarah
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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 12, 2006



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