Sunflower heads turn to the sun
I love to copy their look of awe
I love the feeling of being and belong
Elephant baby's play and run
I love the trill and excitement as games make me bubble and flow
I love the feeling of being and belong
Oil paintings glow when they catch the light
I love the soft wet in the corner of a human eye when empathy turns away the night
I love the feeling of being and belong
Easels cradle canvasses of delight
I love the colours that melt and move and hum along
I love the feeling of being and belong
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