The Fancy World

The splashes I hear,

The feelings that I fear…

That I may run down the path,

To feel the heavenly drops…

Trickling on me to keep me under the blanket

For the next few days…

The music I here,

The leaves that dance ,

To the rhythmic chant of wind,

And the birds chirping in their nest,

Speaks to me that there are greater

Treasures to be unveiled

In this fancy world.

Children with innocent faces

Unaware of the hidden dangers ahead of them

Always hoping for fun and laughter,

Greet the rain with cheers and hurrays,

Every time they appear in their windows

For the next few months.

Hovering over the trees and rocks,

And Bathing the tiny creatures under them,

And covering the air with cold and freshness,

Tells me there is hope and chance ahead of me.

I wonder how long they last,

And how long I will last…

To enjoy the treasures of this fancy world…

By the niece