Have you ever wondered about these childish thoughts on what it is like to float in the sky? The thoughts of birds chirping and feeling the butterflies fluttering? Seeing the world as bright and colorful as if wanting to paint the fireworks in the sky but only stays for a moment then you can say goodbye. Do you remember what it is like when you happily swing a wooden sword on the grass? as if you're a knight on a mission, imagining your fighting a dragon attempting to rescue a person. All of this might be wonders, illusions, or imaginations. As childish as it might be, curiosity got the best of me, wanting to know what it is like to be written in someones poetry.