lighting every inch of it with a soft glow.
Peering down on the dreamers,
inspiring them to keep on.
Reminding them that all those good nights were the ones to live for.
Reminding them of every time they saw petals drifting off the branches of the old Sakura tree in spring,
or the tall beautiful sunflowers in the summer,
the crisp leaves in the fall,
and the snow covered trees in the winter.
The dreamers, they had it made.
Everywhere they went admiring the beauty of nature.
Oh, cotton candy skies.
--Olivia Z., 7th-8th Grade