Storm In My Soul


Once upon a time,
There was a little child,
In a world of green loveliness,
Where sticks and rocks became forts,
Mud became walls,
We built our childish dreams,
We knew they would last forever,
The sweat tasted good and the sun was never too hot,
Those endless fields,
Full of alfalfa,
… The Palamino’s in the white painted iron bars
Chasing the wind
Playing with each other the way we did,
Innocent of all things,
Wash this world clean again,
Storm in my soul…..

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