Tag: Creative Expression
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To My Singular Child
In the soft hush of evening’s gentle glow,A quiet truth emerges, soft and slow.You, my child, feel the tug of being different,A world apart, yet filled with intent. Oh, precious soul, it’s not sadness but a gift,This sense of difference, this unique shift.For where the mundane meets its silent stay,True wonders lie where curiosity finds…