the breath of the air
rises
to meet the clouds
light and birdsong
descends
upon the world
some sink more deeply
under
their bed covers
some slowly rise
up
soaking in each surprise
some hop right to it
carrying out their plan
perfectly pre-devised
set
off
by any variation
first the kids wake
with
a jump
pound the floor
with
a thump
arrive in their
imaginary world
where the squirrels
are most certainly in charge
and being good is dependent
on
sharing
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