A poem originally written for and published in Any Segment Magazine
Come closer, child
There’s nothing to be scared of
She whispered, smiling
She was still like a tree
A tree, having a beautiful dream
I took a step towards her
And held her hand
I was not afraid
I felt free, as I looked at her hair
Dancing like a wildflower in the summer air
Welcome, child, she whispered
All we need is here
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