Little Song

in poetry •  5 years ago 

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as we grow
apart like the whimsy of picturesque
clouds
rushing pulsating breaking
into storms

and growing bigger better stronger
by each second
forgetting
what has been
the tiniest spark
in our eyes

the thing we wish
we dream
as we grow
wiser and bolder and old

is there still
any value

in the stalk of bean
the scale of carp
or the pot of gold?

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