) Sam at 3
January 22nd, 2016
| Categories: affection or love or romance, children, neighborhood, short & sweet
His mind is all clearness
in unspoken dearness.
In unbroken nearness
each moment as hereness.
By the immediate fulfilled
absent all pretension.
His mind by the most minute stilled
freed from condescension.
He’s in wonder of the mundane
in wide starry eyed ponder.
Not drawn to lofty or arcane,
not off somewhere there yonder.
No yearning for a Beyond.
Duck is a duck: no swan.
No desire to waive a wand
or airs needing put on.
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