She wished to swing on a rainbow into a sky painted blue, where the stars slept at night and angels flew. And when the sky turned black from day to night, she would dangle from a star like the string on a kite.
What would it be like if her wish did come true, what would it be like, if only she knew.
I'm working on my final draft of a children's manuscript, so I thought I would just write a short post today.
Thank you for stopping by A Nice Place In The Sun and have a spectacular Saturday!
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