At Play

Sometimes as you play
I watch and listen
Astounded by your little worlds
Built from gold and goblins
Trees and magical shores
I want to join you
And be there hidden in that wood
Sharing your skies
And climbing your mountains
I spy your limbs
Perfection in miniature
Downy peach
And a glassy blue stare
That would floor any stony giant
A voice like sticklebricks
And toffee
Breath a cloud of icing sugar
And sleigh bell laughter
Your energy
Waking and suspending me
Watts enough to power a planet

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