Saturday

Afternoon moons..

I took a deep breath earlier - It slid down my throat and fluttered to the bottom of my stomach. As it fell, it brushed up against some resting thoughts and sleeping memories. I hiccuped a wish and let one fly. Today is a day for dancing. We could go someplace, someplace far away from here. Maybe we'll cross the street, and discover a new kind of walk. Perhaps we could Follow the road, roll down the hill and climb up a mountain, A far away place. far far away. Farther then we've ever gone before. Someplace where they couldnt find us. Somplace where we wouldnt be found. We could take off our shoes and squish our toes in the almost summer time grass. Pretend its just us, and that we are the last ones left. Fill our stomachs with butterflys and laugh until it hurts. We could taste the summer time wine on the very tip of our tongues and pretend its june. But Just a few drops, as the bottle isn't quite full yet. Its only april. Thank you Mr. Sun for being so brilliantly bright today.Hey Did you notice that nothing bad happend today, I didnt say the wrong thing and none of my bubbles burst. Today all the pennies were found sunny side up and my lunch time sandwich wasn't shmooshed. No busted juice boxes and my shoe laces remained tied. Today was a good day.

Happy and Always

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