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Happiness

I want to paint, the taste of juicy succulent watermelon –  icy cold – on a warm summers day.

I want to paint, the smell of freshly baked bread breathing its warmth down to my heart.

I want to paint, the sound of a baby’s first cry and a loved ones last laugh.

I want to paint, the memory of me and my mums first moment (a marvellous miracle.)

I want to paint, the impossibility of a rainbows dazzling smile shining brighter than the sun.

I want to paint, the image of a fiery phoenix zooming through the sky its feathers ablaze.

 

 

One Response to “Happiness”

  1. Great poem Emily

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