
Glittering fairies danced in morning light,
born of dust bunnies
snoozing beneath couch cushions by day.
We tried to catch them,
clapping our syruped hands together with giggles.
We stacked endless plastic bricks,
popsicles stacked like rainbow towers,
licking the cherry flavored air around them
as we chased paper dragons down the hall,
their tails made of stars.
We lay in the tall summer grass,
toes waving in the breeze with the blades,
spinning cotton candy,
from the pink feathers of clouds
wafting by in a dreamsicle sky.
We followed the green sparks of evening wisps,
making wishes in hushed runes,
smiley hearts scribbled on our palms -
washable marker henna.
We count the sails of pirate ships,
on pillows, pulling the sheets tight,
welcoming waves of slumber
to set us adrift in the land of nod,
praying tomorrow,
if we're lucky,
we'll dream together,
again.
About the Creator
Ellie Hoovs
Breathing life into the lost and broken. Writes to mend what fire couldn't destroy. Poetry stitched from ashes, longing, and stubborn hope.
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Comments (13)
So evocative of childhood play, and lines like "We count the sails of pirate ships, on pillows" will resonate with anyone who fantasised about adventure as a kid!
How dreamy and an instant trip back to being a child. I love this, Ellie. Congratulations on your top story. May everyone keep childhood in their hearts!
Nostalgic and brought me right back to my childhood, love the feel of this poem. Thanks for sharing, and congratulations on Top Story!
Very well written
This is magical—such vivid childhood imagery, like a dream you never want to wake from. It reminded me of my own childhood moment, facing fear and finding courage. 👉 Fear on the Wall: A Childhood Battle With Heights
Amazing Nice story
Congrats on TS!
Very sweet imaginings!! right to the syrup filled fingers!
You captured the whimsy of childhood so beautifully. I loved every line. Congratulations on Top Story!
This was pure magic. The imagery sparkled with childhood wonder—each line felt like a memory wrapped in stardust. Beautifully done. ✨
Amazing 😍
Wonderful. Congrats on a top story!
Beautiful!