sparkles

Under blue velvet flows a lake
a lake that sleeps under the fog
in pink mornings flamingoes fly around daisies
daisies that look up to the north
with skies over the land of green
roses and berries burst and sparkle like stars
like stars that float endlessly under the breeze
runners race with motivation and with joy
as dancers move to a ballet tune in fields of silver
there is something about the fragile petals
there is so much more in the field of daffodils
peaches and apples light up the tiny forests
the forests that allow horses to shine and gallop
and leaves will soothe like a cup of tea
a cup of tea in the hands of a magical warrior