How do people grow up?
\nWhere do they go
\nwhen the sound of fairies disappears?
\nWhen birds no longer speak to them?
\nWhen stones lay dead
\nand refuse to cry anymore?
\nWhere do true people go
\nwho forget their kites,
\nthe treasures of a pool,
\nthe smell of the earth
\nclinging to their skin?
\nI want to find my friends
\nwho left my street,
\nand never returned.
\nMy playmates of the swings,
\nwhen we had each other,
\nand swung as high as we could,
\nto see where the sun went down,
\nbefore running home.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
How do people grow up? Where do they go when the sound of fairies disappears? When birds no longer speak to them? When stones lay…<\/p>\n