Marshmallow Dreams
I’ve always loved marshmallows
as a small child
the only reason I always ate
a bowl of Lucky Charms
but never tasted a s'more !
I think about marshmallows
as a bag of white, puffy assorted stars
as soft as cushions on a couch
where wishes came true
I even planted raisins on
their heads for eyes
and gave each of them
names of their own !
Copyright © Mia Pratt | Year Posted 2024
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