Johnny’s a flower with petals he says
“Delicate, soft, subtle lines”
And long skinny legs that he calls his own stems
“Two shades lighter than grandmother’s vines”
So when the suns out and small Johnny’s out too
He will dance and jump higher than high
Then Johnny will shout, “I’M A WEE LITTLE SPROUT!
But by night I’ll have shot to the sky!”
devotee1
Delightful! Thank you. Your one perfect paragraph made me feel a child again, with pure sense of omnipotence.
InvisiblePigs replied
Thank you so much! I am glad you enjoyed it.