Dragons

We stare down toward the deep bottom of the grainy sand box.

I start sprinting, screaming at the top of my lungs with great joy.

Our toes are skimming the top of the grass. The cherry blossoms all around.

As I reach the top of the teeter totter I feel as if I'm at the top of the world flying.

The wind blowing through my hair feels outstanding. I wish I could stay up at the top forever.

-Isobel