Sky Castles

[Robert Morschel]

She lay on the grassy, daisy smitten carpet staring at the endless sky above, not sure if the hue was blue or azure.  The clouds wafted by, playing tag with each other, wondering where the wind would be taking them today, but not too fussed either way.  The sun hung in self-centered, emblazoned glory, quite bored, shining hopefully on the little girl below, looking for a little appreciation.  She basked in the rays, oblivious to the fragile neediness above, dreaming of castles in the sky, princes on white stallions, love.

A mother hedgehog snuffled by, lifting its nose in danger sensitive expectation, but carried on nonetheless.

Time slowed, then paused to capture the scene forever in the immortal full stop.

[Angela]

Really liked "sun hung in self-centered, emblazoned glory".  Great phrase.