✨The child in me ✨

✨The child in me ✨

🌺Childhood in old clothes,
he peeks around the corner ...
He jumped all the walls,
has gone a long way.
The poor,

quietly hiding
in the tender wrinkles in the eyes.
Tears often rub me ...
He watches the stars with hope.
With feet in the rainy puddles,
guilty

- annoyed winks ...
A moment

- dry,

wet again,
with handles the arches reach ...
The child smiles in me
with strawberries licked with strawberries.
Smooth and already quiet,
but still with devils in his fingers.
Childhood

- with elbows broken,
disheveled

- gentle chatters.
Carefully,

but more confidently,
wants me to argue ...
She denies I'm grown up.
She laughs when she frowns.
For him,

the stalker,

it is clear -
I will always return to myself! 🌿