Underneath the moon's soft quilt,
Drifting stars tickle duckling dreams,
Each splash a giggle in the cosmic pond.
Balloons chat with the whispering wind,
Hollow giggles loop around tripping shadows,
Light dances, a mischievous moth in the closet.
Chase the echo in the cloud maze,
Find the king of cotton candy in the fields of mirth,
vszzpph the shimmering chime that never learned to sing.
Wandering half-hearts untie paper boat ribbons,
Musings like jelly beans climb rose petal trees,
Where every hummed tune becomes a poem hid under a hat.