Ourselves are out there on shelves.
Like little Elves
Resting, Nesting
Loving where we've been
With a Grin
My thoughts like bubbles
Popped all around the ground
Where I've been
With a Grin
I am turning into Dust
Like Rust
Red and Copper
Mood my Hopper
Patterns of colorful lessons
Impressions
Expressions
