The breeze is wonderful today. It speaks much.
There are little floatly tickies all over.
Even the tickies have to land sometime.
It's wonderful to watch them fall.
It's sad too.
One knows that floatingness will have to end.
In the short time, it does start to melt the stone.
Watch enough of the floaty tickies.
The stone will be gone.
By RaNae Couture