Welcome, little dreamer.
The sky is all crayons,
lost in the pockets of stars.
Once upon a flip of the moon,
there were steps made of whispers.
They giggled when walked upon,
calling forth pixie lanterns.
Find hidden doors in shadowed trees,
where owls tell secrets in scribbles.
And float with bubbles made from sunlight.
Dare to wonder where balloons lead.
Chase laughter, which tastes like candy floss.
Listen, listen very closely,
to the hum of the invisible kittens.
Let the Winds Tickle Your Nose
Above, the moon winks like a silver penny,
while below, the earth breathes softly,
a lullaby for the wandering stars.