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(treasure trove of memories)
I woke up from my childhood dream
since all those days went by
with flavors of a thousand things
and the memory of apple pie.
Now daylight dawns the dusk
into a million pieces,
and shadows fade away
my nighttime dreams, to day
Today my closed eyes, clearly see
a piece of sky, a peace of mind
You are here, you are there
Inside - outside - everywhere
A muse amazed with wonders well
A maze amused with time to tell
She seas it clear, she feels it deep
When water mirrors clouds on top
reflections from above
and finds the ocean in a drop
That all is made of love.
Inez Wijnhorst.