Echoes of Little Memories

Twirl like the sunbeams bounce on water-shaped ripples,
Each laugh is captured, flipped, and spun,
Like carnival mirrors echoing against themselves
In cascades of giggling ghosts.
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Yo-yos strum invisible strings,
Shadows of clowns dance in the undertow,
Smiles sewn with riddle-toned threads
In music the butterflies only understand.


Visit the
Nonsense Gallery
or explore
Whispers of the Fairytale.