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Freckled clouds snoozing in your hair.
Snapdragons breaking through your skin.
Dollops of dreams jumping rope on your dog’s nose.
You remember, don’t you.
It’s all up in the air, isn’t it, you serious little person.
Up in the air where nobody catches you when you fall.
But you have fallen many times before, serious little person,
and because nobody was there to catch you,
you bounced right back into the air.
You remember, don’t you.
So, no need for getting your ducks in a row.
Stay right where you are, up in the air.
Meet the other players.
Blow a covey of kisses over the treetops.
Sing a love song to the Blue Star.
Isn’t life sweet, honey.
Yes it is. Carna Zacharias-Miller
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