A Child’s World

by Michelle Bastian

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    A world of dolls and tea parties

    and holding sunbeams in your hand.

    Sliding down a rainbow

    and building castles in the sand.

    A world adorned with lace and ruffles

    and ribbons and golden hair,

    And elves and purple mushrooms

    and fairies everywhere.

    Where a child can ride a butterfly

    and kiss a frog into a prince,

    Where the trees are made of gumdrops

    with leaves of peppermint.

    A world sealed in security—

    absent of worry and despair.

    A world where only children go,

    For growing up you lose

    the passage there.