The Floating Thoughts

The shadows play hopscotch on the wall, counting lines that aren't there, just like clouds that forget where they began.

A whisper in the breeze says the leaves are ticklish...

The best pirates are the ones in dreams, said the captain of invisible ships.

Sometimes, if you listen closely, you might hear a star giggle behind the moon, hiding from the sun's rays.

Can shadows eat ice cream when they're feeling warm?

Time dances around the clocks, making them dizzy with memories of tick-tocks long gone.

"Let's catch the breezes in our jars," declares the girl with flowered hair, "then we can fly like the butterflies!"