I am
I am Meadow
I was born in the spring with copper colored hair
With a name meaning a field near a stream
I can hear it
The atmosphere
But what's IN a meadow?
Under the surface?
Under my appearance?
Behind emerald eyes?
A world of its own
A textured wonderland
Serene peacefulness
What’s Deeper?
Beyond that?
Someone afraid of growing up
Afraid of seeing the awfulness in the world
But my name leads you to that
Peaceful
Gorgeous
Wonderland
That's next to the stream
Of Ideas that flow without caution
Of beautiful drawings
Of wonderful music
To me
My mind
My life
Meadow
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