Pristine and white
Glares up at me
What shall I write?
I could write about the ocean blue
And mermaids singing in a great lagoon
Or fairies dancing amoung the clouds
The countryside, a field of cows.
Or maybe just the sky at night
A fire reaching tall and high
A baby bird on it's first flight
The sunset as the day draws nigh
Or maybe, to tone it down
A child who is lost and found
The heart of a forest, a birdsong call
The tinkling of a waterfall
Or I could write
About all things
Living my life
And dreaming my dreams
Please check out the next couple of chapters!