A cloud floats above me
I see a jet in the shape,
I smile, it looks like it belongs in the future.
The wind blows,
The leaves stir before moving further from me.
I look back at the cloud,
The jet is gone,
A candy cane appears instead.
It reminds me of the fact that it should be cold; not warm like now.
I sit up,
The wind picks up,
All the leaves are gone from my safe meadow,
My worries carried away with them.
The wind calms,
The air around me is still again.
I stand up slowly,
Scared to leave my place,
Scared that every worry will come flooding back.
~Madelyn
