Day 82: Today, we flew kite ships under the three moons.
I counted the stars in the spoonful of sea I held. There were whispers of wishes.
Day 90: The comet danced through the night. We told stories to its tail.
Grandma said the sun smiled when he heard us giggle.
Day 94: Rain of stars tonight! We streamed dreams and chased shadows.
The sky sang, reminding us clouds love to hide secrets.