The sand tickles my toes. It sparkles under two suns, like little diamonds dancing.
A big moon smiles. It waves gently, like a friend waving goodbye from far away.
Clouds are pillows in the sky. I wonder if they would be soft to sit on.
In the distance, blue trees hum secrets. The wind whispers what it can tell.
Sometimes, I hear footsteps that are not mine. They make funny shapes in the sand, like drawings telling stories.
Would you like to follow these footsteps? Let's find out!
Or maybe listen to the whispers? Join the breeze!