I am…
Emily
I am a rippling field
sweeping the air
I am the marshmallow in a hot mug of cocoa
I am the soup that gets rid of your cold
I am the soft lull of a gentle drizzle
I am fuzzy corduroy pants
I am an apple tree,
giving sweet fruits
I am the yellow crayon
you use to draw sunshine
I am the hands that make music
and Cinderella’s other shoe.
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