Do you remember the dances the fireflies did on moon-gaze nights? I think of them spinning across skies like echoes of laughter from our last cloud games.
Here, the trees wear jewels of light upon their branches. It's a quiet treasure that sings softly. Would you like to hear their song?
In my room of dreams sits a silver box. Inside it, I keep pieces of the sun I borrowed by winking at dawn. Maybe one day, I'll share its glow with you.
My shadow likes to play hide-and-seek with the stars. It calls your name from the winds, searching across twinkled paths.
Shall we sail with shadows and find the fog's mystery?The ocean whispers stories, and I sit in my sailboat, listening. Each wave carries a secret to land a wish you've made.
Have you watched the turtles stroll the desert sands at dusk, painted in colors of twilight dreams? They chase glimmers of gentle stars knowing all too well their slow dance never ends.
Each raindrop is a story, maybe about our next adventure? We could fly atop these tales over the rainbow bridges to land of delightful giants.
Join me on this journey through the colors!