It's the Little Things
Written by: Tendril Cailin, of the Daisies
Date: Thursday, March 2nd, 2017
Addressed to: Everyone
The wind beneath my wings
Over Dardanic green
Golden smell of wheat
In a forest meadow
Wiggle my toes
In the cool, soft clover
Floating on my back
In a lake so blue
Shrill cry of a gull
Sitting in a rustic bar
Buy a mug of ice cream
Chocolate with a hint of cherries
Fragrant cup of tea
Sky canvas above so dark
With sparkling pictures
Penned by my hand on the 18th of Scarlatan, in the year 736 AF.