A Moments Candy
Hyped like a child sprinkled with a sugary mist
Eyes stuck shut frosted with bliss
Knees weak stand like jello
Taste of clear sprite or mellow yellow
Air blocked by a chocolate wall
Teeth chilled like first bite in a snowball
Scent of fresh berries under my nose
Body sticky like candy made clothes
Pixie stix fingers reach for skin
Sweat drips brown like wet cinnamon
A wonderland experience I'm glad I didn't miss
Sweet and enchanted that was some kiss
Author/Poet: Tracey Regalbuto
“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our
light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. Your playing small does
not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so
that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to
shine as children do. It's not just in some of us; it is in everyone.
And as we let our own lights shine, we unconsciously give other people
permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our
presence automatically liberates others.”...Nelson Mandela
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