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Crayon Dreams
When I’m seven, a box in hand,
A rainbow realm, a vast wonderland.
Ruby red and sunny gold,
Secrets of the world unfold.
Sky blue whispers of the sea,
Violet tales of who I’ll be.
Emerald meadows, adventures wide,
In crayon colors, my dreams reside.
Each shade a story, bright and clear,
Filling my heart with endless cheer.
In a child’s heart, imagination streams,
When I’m seven, crayon paints my dreams.
Cloud Counting
I lay on grass, the world so wide,
Counting clouds that drift and glide.
Puffy shapes of white and gray,
Dancing softly, far away.
A dragon here, a ship afar,
Imagination takes me far.
With each change, I gasp and sigh,
When I’m seven, I touch the sky.
A race of shadows, bright and bold,
Whispers of stories yet untold.
One more dream, I will not fret,
Counting clouds, my heart’s duet.
Laughter's Echo
When I’m seven, joy unfurls,
Laughter dances, twirls and whirls,
In sunlit fields, with friends so dear,
Each giggle sings, a song to hear.
Like melodies that weave the air,
We chase the clouds, without a care,
In every chuckle, a story's spun,
Where innocence reigns, and woes are none.
With every burst, the shadows flee,
In seven years, we dream so free,
As laughter echoes, life’s sweet balm,
In a world made bright, by joy's soft calm.
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