Painting

Pull out a piece of paper,
I’m drawing the cloud in the sky.
The one over there,
It’s like a candy, right?

Look, there’s a bird coming.
It’s pretty happy and free.
I want to have wings too,
Because then I can taste the cloud.

Oh, the sun is out now.
Does the bird like the sunshine?
I guess he does very much,
Because he’s flying faster.

What’s above the sky?
Are there any rivers there?
I wish I was the sun.
Then I can paint them all here.

Ivan
Jan 5, 2024