George's Writing
Laughing
Spinning clouds,
Whistle of the breeze.
Calm of nothing,
Floating in mid air.
Eyes sparkle and shine,
Arms spread wide.
My laugher filling in all around,
While lost in motion.
Sun bathing my face,
Free to feel and love.
The blue sky above opening to show all,
Hair let lose and carefree.
And it all falls down,
As I fly into you arms,
Laughing.
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