Why did the purple balloon go to school? Because it wanted to be a little brighter!
Yet in the shadows, a whisper trails, "But what if it'll pop?"
Two cats were wrestling on a frame of glass. "One, two, buckle my shoe—why is the shoe crying?"
Because it lost its sole to the dark side of the playground.
Jump, jump, jiggly giggles in a bubble! But where do the bubbles pop when they’re done?
Into dreams of floating fingers and forgotten hiccups.
Could a pencil draw rainbows? The grass keeps its secrets beneath smiley faces, murmuring.
Through tangled vines of whispers, I found a box with a note: "The laughter earned is the sorrow learned."
How many shadows does it take to change a lightbulb? None, they love the dark!
What did one wall say to the other wall? “I'll meet you at the corner ... Where echoes giggle.”