While Walking To My Parents’ House

Something caught my eye

While strolling down the long road to my parents’ house. I closed my eyes to get a better look

And was whisked away by the wind.

Lifted into the sky,

I danced my way into the Sky of Wonder, Directed onwards by my intuition

And an urgent need to fly.

I flew far and wide, across White snowy mountains,

Lush green valleys, and

Fields of exuberant wild flowers.

But a mosquito is now buzzing in my ear, So I revert my attention

To the long road to my parents’ house.