Grey blue eyes and soft curly cues
Pockets with starlight in her diamond tipped shoes
She skipped through her world spun of peppermint air,
With moons made of honey and ribbons in her hair
She wore the clouds like little lace gowns as they floated along
Humming the fairies a sleepy eyed song
Fireflies flickered like tiny gold bells
Guiding her farther and farther from the wave crashing swells
She gathered up wonder in thimble sized jars
And counted the freckles that lived on the stars
Built her little boats out of lavender leaves
And sailed them through pink rivers that slept in the trees
Her rabbits wore waistcoats and the birds knew rhyme
The roses swayed softly to tell her the time
Even the wind with its warm sugared sigh
Would tuck her small dreams in the crook of the sky
There were castles in closets and seas made of glass,
Hours she prayed the nightmares would pass.
Each curl on her forehead, each wish whispered through,
Was the armor she fashioned when her tiny world grew.
And far, far away where the dark things would creep
The monsters grew lost in the forests asleep
For none of them knew how to follow her there
Past castles of bubblegum built in the air
So into her kingdom softly she'd run
Through puddles of chocolate and cinnamon sun
Where baby blue eyes could stay wondrous and free
Forever a child in her bright reverie.
May 26
May 26, 2026 at 10:40 AM UTC
Grey blue eyes and soft curly cues
Pockets with starlight in her diamond tipped shoes
She skipped through her world spun of peppermint air,
With moons made of honey and ribbons in her hair
She wore the clouds like little lace gowns as they floated along
Humming the fairies a sleepy eyed song
Fireflies flickered like tiny gold bells
Guiding her farther and farther from the wave crashing swells
She gathered up wonder in thimble sized jars
And counted the freckles that lived on the stars
Built her little boats out of lavender leaves
And sailed them through pink rivers that slept in the trees
Her rabbits wore waistcoats and the birds knew rhyme
The roses swayed softly to tell her the time
Even the wind with its warm sugared sigh
Would tuck her small dreams in the crook of the sky
There were castles in closets and seas made of glass,
Hours she prayed the nightmares would pass.
Each curl on her forehead, each wish whispered through,
Was the armor she fashioned when her tiny world grew.
And far, far away where the dark things would creep
The monsters grew lost in the forests asleep
For none of them knew how to follow her there
Past castles of bubblegum built in the air
So into her kingdom softly she'd run
Through puddles of chocolate and cinnamon sun
Where baby blue eyes could stay wondrous and free
Forever a child in her bright reverie.