Here We Whisper

Do you see the rabbit with pockets? She keeps cheese hidden in there.
And the boy who shouted songs to the tree, it clapped its hands in leaves.

Yesterday the sun wore a hat of clouds and danced on the hill.
Stories were hiding behind the old shed, talking to the fence.

Can you hear the birds painting rainbows? They tickle the sky blue.
Let’s pretend we’re flying like butterflies in the shiny dusk.