April 9, 2013
Puffy pink clouds go fluttering by,
blowing a breeze through the sky.
The castle stands high above all.
With a little girl and her little doll.
The wind sweeps her off her feet.
The clouds creating her very own seat.
"I'm the first," the girl thought out loud.
"To be swept away by a puffy pink cloud"
The girl lay back and close her eyes,
letting the cloud become her disguise

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Rolledthestone This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Apr. 12, 2013 at 1:05 pm
Poetic...:) But seriously, very good. Loved the imagery and the creativity. The ending was perfect.
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