parades of cotton candy
white and wisps of grey
passing contours dance the sky
startling blue depth beyond
while skipping the grass
wildflowers sway escaping toes
of laughter the sun streaks
through, captures your pose
while arms outstretched fly
swings the breathing joy.
Francesca at seven – Photography my maysa
maysa-maria kristina gadelha peterson
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