Hello my Sky!

Hello my Sky!

Up so high, so blue!

We run in green,

white clouds beam, ah fun!

 

We skip along, bounce on

Under trees in apple dress,

Up a hill we flew,

Soft toes on dew.

It is fun, To run, Up. A...Hill.

Whew! What glee,

My favorite green bump

In the whole wide world!

 

Through the gleaming gold locks,

I see the world, near and wee.

With a spread of hands, I lean out;

The wind to catch me.

Rumble, bumble, tumble over I do.

Lying, tucked in sweet spring shoots, 

Looking up past emerald fingers shady,

I can still see him up there blue.

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