The tree is not simply blowing in the wind

Its leaves are dancing and its limbs are flailing to nature's song

The power of imagination is what fuels the child

And the child fuels the world

Imagination is what turns a cardboard box into a military base

And figurines into real life companions

Imaginations brings the world to life

Imagination fosters innocence

Imagination is everything

And everything is awesome

That tree is not just blowing in the wind

This poem is about: 
Our world


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