Little bird spins on the ceiling fan, looking for its lost shadow.
Upside down stories dance on the curtains whispering secrets of milk tea.
"Beep bop, the moon is made of cheese!" giggles the shadow of a forgotten
conversation. Clouds wear hats today, and the grass wants to play hopscotch.
Do you hear the fish sing? Their songs are in colors that tickle the ears.
Yellow whispers about pink and the purple agrees, marching in line behind the red balloon.
Could you count the flickers? One, two, three... Oh wait!
The stars are hiding under the bed, tickling the toes of sleeping teddy bears!