Balloon says, “Stop! Don’t let me pop!
It’s wonderful today!”
I don’t know. This wind has so
Confused my once clear way.
“See those skies? Let me rise, 37 more words
Sundrenched mornings open the day sprinkling diamonds on sleepy grass as mist lifts and then dissipates puffing the clouds dotting azure skies. Sparrows twitter up on the trees, glossy feathers waving in the wind their bellies filled with early worms once working on the warming ground. 78 more words