From my notebook:

To Run 
  to see
the World
  spin by,

to Breathe
  the lavender breath
of Spring
  and to blush
with Autumn,

  to Touch
the late dust
  of Summer
and raise umbrellas
  under sprinklers,

to Hold
  my sister’s hand
and Watch
  the snowflakes lace
and blow.

to Hope with all my Blood
  and Flesh
and to Dream
  with nothing less
than my Soul,

  this is Wonder.

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