I am an old child full of Wonder
At the conjurings of my Aged Imagination
A Deadly Daffodil Dragon
Spews clouds of yellow blooms
A Swingset beckons
With a swooping arc of thrills
A Wind-blown Pond promises
I can skip from wave to wave
I float with Butterflies
Chasing our sunshine tails
Above the world of this Old Child
With an Aged Imagination