Blue Skies and Memories

I see blue skies and memories 
laid out before me;
whispers and wishes
hanging on strings.

Faeries with hopes wrapped 
around little fingers
with laughter like sprinkles
dusting their wings.

I see clouds in full gallop
dancing with moonbeams;
dreams building castles 
on a fine day in spring.

With a sweep of my lashes 
while closing my eyes
I memorize daydreams' 
soft songs as they sing.

I see blue skies and memories
frolicking free
whispering wishes 
for you and for me. 


august 2005
Janet Reid