Precocious
in the most unusual way.
If
you were asked,
I
know what you'd say.
"Precocious
in the most,
Unusual
way.”
Colourful
child indeed,
Full
of life, vital too,
Oh
how I envy,
Sometimes
I'd want to be you.
Walking
only in spaces,
Avoiding
the crooked lines.
Such
a rare creativity,
I
see you using daily,
Nothing
about you confines.
All
of a tither,
You
flush full of joy.
Have
you ever sensed,
How
I love you, boy oh boy ?
Something
quite unique,
I
know you try to hide.
But
like a diamond shining,
I
am always drawn here,
To
be close by your side.
For
I know a secret,
And
I am in love with you.
I'll
never walk away,
Or
lose this precious view.
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