original songs

floating

writers note:

hey guys! how are my little muffins doing today?

this one is a kinda poem/ story i hope you like it

if i get at least 20 votes and a 5 comments ill continue with part 2...

love yall <3

i can feel the wind a-drifting

while the energies are shifting

this is pure bliss and

floating softly to the ground

the leaf is so quiet, dont make a sound

it touches the ground then makes a rustle 

it rushes off like its a bustle

through the thorns

and through the brumbles

i hear thunder

i hear rumbles

tip tiptoeing through the trees

feeling the new storms nice cool breeze

the quiet is eery

but im quite dreary

im really ok though, dont worry deary

crunching crunching gravel and

i feel my bones turn into stone

one step two step three step four

now im suddenly on the floor

i fall on some twigs and sticks 

then i notice a pile of bricks 

"the storm is coming" i hear one cry

then the others building to keep them dry

i call out to them

hi new friends 

they stopped in their tracks

and looked back

there they see a lil pretty fairy

full of hope and they then say "airy?"