NiñaEstrella

cloud
sits in the sky
yawns and drifts
oh dear, where did the morning 
go?

rain boot
laid on the grass
tossed aside by some 
neglecting old neighbor

rainbow puddle
oh dear, my jeans are wet now

Life was still as the blade of grass sprouting up out of the warm earth,
Green surrounding the world,
Yellow caressing it. 
An old apple sat on the ground,
It's stem poking up out of it tiredly, drooping
As if to say,

Because I'm short,
And I don't mind.
Because water brings me to life,
And I couldn't live without it.
Because I want to become the person I love,
The person I see in my dreams.
Because life is a sticky sweet mud puddle

bring it back to me
the taste of warm, sticky air around me
the softness of the sun on my face
the sparkliness of the pool
it seems to shine, it seems to dance
it seems to tell me

lift your chair
up
up 
up to the air
and spin
and laugh
hugging each other
in glee, with tears in our eyes
the small children running out the back door
laughing and pushing each other over
the dogs barking,

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Okay.

Great.

We'll figure

It out.