If I tell you I want to walk barefoot
on the dew soaked carpet of grass
to feel alive as it tickle my toes
and count the leaves swirling n twirling in the cool breeze
as I ever so gently touch the velvety petals of a wild flower
would you join me or laugh at me as one would at a newbie?
do you find it strange that rain
still makes me want to play with paper boats
to catch the falling raindrops on my tongue
and on moon-less, star studded nights
I wish I could bottle a few stars, like fireflies in a jar
to light my world when darkness seeps in
as I type this, I feel like a phoney
for I am giving a miss to
the darkening thunder clouds outside my window
let me first enjoy the light and sound show!