She lives in a world of colour & sweetness.
She knows only calming vibes.
A world of make believe,
Where everything's berries & cream.
A world of Unicorns, Rainbows & Happiness.
A world built on the Present, she lives for the High
That is a sugar rush.
A world surrounded by only the most,
Delicious lollies.
The name of this magical Kingdom?
Candyland.
Where the wildlife that is gummy bears,
Roam freely.
A River of melted ice cream of every flavour,
Does flow.
A place where lollipops line in a row,
A long a pathway made out of chocolate coble stones.
Here, it's always Sunny.
Unless it is pouring gumballs,
Instead of Rain.
The sky is scattered generously with clouds of all colours,
Smothered in a coat of sugary sweet, tangy & sour goodness.
Everyone is welcome in this Magical land,
So long as you know & are prepared to not leave empty handed.
Here, our currency is one of cotton candy of the softest kind.
Woven by hand, by only the friendliest of fairies.
Those who live here, abide by the only law -
'Spread sugar, spice & everything nice.
Spread love & good vibes with one another.
Sweetness contagious Forever & Always.'
A magical land that can only exist,
Created by true believers who have sweet dreams.
Forever expanding, on wishes that come true.
Candyland is made for those whose hearts,
Are pure, fairest and true.
Grab a friend, and walk through the
Candy cane gates.
Where Candyland excitedly awaits you.
- Alexandra Pierotti.
Easy to read poetry for positive vibes, well mindedness and an overall happy life.
Monday, July 15, 2024
Sugar Rush In Candyland.
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