Sour berries
no birds will eat
a teasing sight
looks like a
tempting treat.
“Those aren’t
Red Hots”
warns a mother
passing
as her little one
sees yummy candy.
Summer’s whisper
sighs ‘goodbye’
and leaves behind
swirling shades
of bright sunsets
and blue dusk.
Civilization
twinkles like stars
in the darkness
a sky of
shimmering light
stretching out
over land.
A little whimsy
a bit of fun
a little cuteness
never hurt anyone
Sometimes we need
to just let go
a little giggle
can be hard won
Let your laughter
clear the air
and let your smile
spark creative flair