Imagination

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Imagination

Envision a meadow, full and green; bathed in sunlight bright

Filtered with multi-colored dreams. Oh, what a glorious sight!

Casting all troubles to the wind, setting the spirit free;

Opening minds to new ideas and hearts to ecstacy.

Anticipating nightfall and the mystery it brings,

A time for joy in fantacy, a time to laugh and sing.

Imagine reaching for the moon and holding it in your grasp;

As you ride a comet through the sky, heart pounding strong and fast!

The gift of imagination is a blessing to behold.

It relieves the mind of worry and revives a weary soul



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Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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