Floating

Eyes closed

Deep breaths

Fresh, cool air

a slight breeze

you sit up

open your eyes

surrounded by happy people

dancing on clouds

together

of every color

every shape and size

you stand up, 

a smile already engraved onto your face

you jump up 

and glide over

as if you were on the moon

you cannonball onto the puffy cloud

you laugh as you land,

merry

eyes bright

people land beside you, 

laughing happily as well

your eyes meet,

and as if telepathically

their eyes say

"you belong here."

 

 

Posted in response to the challenge Peace.

abigail_and_bean

VT

14 years old

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