Dreams...

Dreams are like raindrops. They melt away into the earth and back again to be used for someone's happiness or sorrow.  But daydreams stay forever.  You can see them and use them for your enjoyment any time and any where. 

My daydreams are about mythical creatures, tea parties, Victorian clothing, and picture and story books that make you smile.  

My daydreams are of handwritten journals, flying high in the air,  music notes, and candy wrappers in the trash bin. 

And my daydreams are usually about imagining a world living on a happier note and that all my dreams would become true. 

-Merry

Summer Days

Flowers bold and quiet,

Sing softly in the breeze,

Gently swaying and flowing,

To the time of the music

Of the hummingbirds and bumblebees,

In these summer days.

Summer will be over where I live in about a month. I admit, I will be very glad as I don't like hot weather, but I will miss the humming birds chasing each other and looking in though the windows. 

Hello!

The kittens are in the lace again. They're in the closet jumping and getting tangled in the lace scraps of mine.  It's hard to tell the kittens from the lace, as they're both white. Every now and then, you see a little blue eye blink at you while the other eye is cover with frill, and then the other kitten tackles Miss Blue-eyes. 

Eventually,they start ripping the lace instead of jumping in it, and I have to ruin their fun. And I always have to ruin their fun sooner or later.