I look through my window
I see love,
Like drifting feathers
Fluttering in the summer breeze;
The taste of whipping cream
Comes to mind
Light, fluffy and sweet
The sound of carefree laughter
Fills the air
Reminding me of the smell
Of lavender and Daffodils
Leaving a feeling of weightlessness
As though I were on
Cloud nine.
