2010 Poetry Challenge

National Poetry Month



Nia Wynne

When..........Quatrains

When I was five anything was real
And reality was that all things were possible
With pure imagination letting me feel
Like the world was my oyster of fables,

Fine tales of golden mermaids swimming
Me amongst them by the silver seashores,
Never a care save who's fins were finer
While playing in the liquid sunshine's of yore's.



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