“bees in the sky,
butterflies seem to fly.
wind in my hair,
as i smell the fresh air.
this seems like fun,
besides the scalding sun.
i wish i can stay until dark,
as i live my adventures in the park.”
-nida a. (circa 2013)
“bees in the sky,
butterflies seem to fly.
wind in my hair,
as i smell the fresh air.
this seems like fun,
besides the scalding sun.
i wish i can stay until dark,
as i live my adventures in the park.”
-nida a. (circa 2013)