your there with your little hands
full of daisies & flowers
a playful smile across your
dirty face
as the sun penetrates
the time away
it fades with each passing moment
funny how love seems easier
as a child
as you grow older
times get darker and darker
love seems so complicated
and its harder to find
but when you do find love
its more powerful than any dream
the brownness in your eyes
are still full
as the child's play
looks for another way to escape
deep within flows a passion unheard
it rolls away the pain
and leaves you helpless
as the hours unfold
youth returns like a wing on a bird
it flys and hides away
its there somewhere
in music in laughter inside
California August 2001
Anthony Morningstar
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