This World of Mine

Shimmering stars glowing at dusk.
This is a place not just any can enter.
Morning sunlight in a pond made so bright.
A world created of heart-felt laughter and delight.
Afternoon sky streams through a flower petal canopy.
Here days are made of hope and wonder.
Evening blushes over an endless sea of clouds.
This world is without ending or beginning.
Gently sunset falls, peacefully colored as the warm fires hearth.
My inner peace. May you find yours.

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