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Wonders of A Child

Wonders of A Child
Silvern

Big is what at the.
They look like mountains.
These shoes pinch me hard.
To my little red sneakers.

My mom told me, I've to wear them.
When we go to the park.
Where the swing goes so high.
I can almost touch the clouds.

My voice is too small.
So I can't express my discomfort.
Just a little bit,
Like Grumpy Worm Worm waking up.

I watch the dust motes dance.
They look like tiny, happy fairies.
Who doesn't need big, heavy shoes?

I trace the pattern of the rug.
Swirls and loops that feel like rivers
Where is my toy boat sail forever?

Soon we have to go outside.
Where the winds stole my hat.
And grown-ups wake so fast.

I wish to write here on the quiet walls.
And my feet are alright.
Like a floating desire to meet God.

But then I remember,
The side is smooth and cool.
And maybe, just possibly,
Mum will let me run barefoot.
When do we get back home?

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Sunday 01
Prompt:
⟴ Write from the POV of a child.