Once upon a time, the sky was a giant scoop of blueberry ice cream.

I found a red balloon trailing behind a sleepy cat today.

Mom says stars are holes for light. Sometimes, I wave at them.

I drew a picture of my thoughts. It looked like swirls and more swirls.

There was a whisper in the sandbox, it told me secrets of never-ending summers.

Cupcake dreams with rainbow sprinkles danced in my mind last night.