Kaleidoscope

Fascinating, beautiful, mysterious

Out of reach

Out of touch

Yearning for a kiss

That isn’t there

Walk to the park

Pluck dandelions

To blow in the wind

And not make a wish

While the clouds form an odyssey

And the sun lights the stage

The night drops

Like a curtain

Right on your head

Some people paint a pretty picture

But like a kid’s toy

An etch a sketch

You give them a real nice shake

And you are left with nothing.

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