my christmas wishlist

stare up at the sun.
for a little while.

the warmth on your shoulder.
the smell of freshly cut grass.

blue sky.
gentle, warm breeze.

why should we ask for more,
when we already have so much?

this christmas
i want the sun in a bottle,
i want the breeze in a bag,

so on a rainy day i can let it out.
my sunny umbrella, sadnes bouncing off the top.

only my feet will get wet and cold and miserable.

the weatherman says it will rain most of next week.

please put the blue sky on my shoelaces.