“For me?” May asked, sniffing the flowers from Robin. “Who else?” Robbin replied. “But what’s the occasion?” May said. It wasn’t her birthday. She wasn’t sick. Was this a special day she didn’t know about? Robin just smiled. She was always full of surprises like this. “It’s Friends Day!” Robin exclaimed. May had never heard of…
Have you heard the bluebirds sing in the morning rain? And have you smelled fresh oranges on the branch? I have. I have a little treehouse where I like to play. It’s in the tree I share with the bluebirds. My treehouse is just the right size, tall enough to stand but small enough to…
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I once knew a cat
who went wherever he pleased.
He just needed to think
of a place he wanted to see.
She wanted to fly with the butterflies that day, to flutter and flit and feel the sun on her wings. So, she put on her best cloak and headed out to the garden.
She wrapped her cloak tight like a cocoon, and she waited.
She waited, feeling happy and warm.
And waited, feeling excited for more.
Noon and East pushed their boat off from the shore. They paddled out to the center of the lake where even the crickets couldn’t be heard. They watched the sun sink from the sky, revealing a sparkling night.
“Which do you think will fall first?” Noon asked.
East shrugged. Then, after a pause, nodded his head toward the rocky north shore. “There,” he said, “by the rocks. See how that one blinks?”
Noon and East watched the star blink…blink…blink.
She’d passed every test, and tonight, she would take the final challenge to become a Light Commander. Tonight, she would make fire in the sky to light up the night. She would be judged on the luminosity, power, and beauty of her craft. This was the most dangerous test but also the most rewarding. Taking a breath to steady her nerves, she watched other recruits wearing identical white flight suits lift off.
“This is where I belong,” she said to herself. “I will be victorious.”
Her music sweeps over the fields like springtime rain and brings color to the land. It happens every year after the frost has gone. Seeds awaken to her song and push their way through the soil.
“Good morning,” he called to the flowers and butterflies. He turned his face toward the sky to greet the sun and clouds when something new caught his eye.
“What’s this?” he thought as he a paw up toward a string dangling from the sky…