Inner Peace
Was just sitting here on this site reading poetry and blogs lost in my own world..Looked up and outside we have a beautiful big tree and a tattered old swing made out of a plank of wood, this young girl of 17 that kind of just fell into our family one day if sitting on the swing, head phones on listening to music and Just swinging as high as she can, all alone and in her world.
So precious to dream, my heart's so full that she feels free to be a child in this world.
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