Sunlight smiles through the open seams,
Enacting senses
Like the essence of a Golden Dream.
A smile bringing yellow rays,
Underneath, nevermore,
An ounce of sadness can scarce remain.
But once withheld,
The memory of such forever folds,
Floating away, fading into dreams untold.
Enacting senses
Like the essence of a Golden Dream.
A smile bringing yellow rays,
Underneath, nevermore,
An ounce of sadness can scarce remain.
But once withheld,
The memory of such forever folds,
Floating away, fading into dreams untold.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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