Its like a warm hug
Pillow soft, a floating cloud
Never ending dream.
I am lost in space
A moment stagnate in time
No fear of this place.
Where thoughts run wild
And ideas take many forms and shapes
One step becomes many.
The morning light shines
Sheets of cloth and dark grey colour
They wrap tight around me.
What little light shines
I only turn over, darkness
Leave me here, happy.
I cannot hear you
There's some safety in silence
So far from the world.
Birds call in the light
It is time to leave the womb
May the day be great.
About the Creator
Ruby Grant
Hello, my name is Ruby. I am an aspiring writer from Australia. I have an obsession with fantasy and the supernatural, but that doesn't mean I won't give other genres a go. I hope you enjoy reading some of my stories.
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