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.