A RAINBOW OF DELIGHTS

Follow me.
Through the colors.
Past shimmering glass.
Over piles of crayons.
Colorful sticks ahead.
Cotton balls above.

Can you hear the drums?
The beat of the winged creatures.
Flying so close to the ball of fire.
Feathers taking flight.

Come closer and see.
What my imagination has wrought.
A scene near and dear.
To my thoughts and dreams.

AN ODE TO THE CLOUDS

The clouds.
The clouds hold our tears.
They hold our hopes and dreams.
Circling us with their never-ending movement.
A special dance among the stars in heaven.
Protecting us from the harsh rays of the sun.
Keep moving and evolving, beautiful clouds,
like our dreams that you hold so dear.