The Waves and the Pair of Little Feet.
[Like all days, she ran around the house... bubbling with endless excitement, screaming "Play! Play! Play ! Play! " ... Everything seemed to make her happy, make her eyes bulge out! Everyone took turns with her... No one person could match her energy, you know... And eventually, everyone's juice fizzled out... and then she asked us to taker her to the beach ... ] That particular evening I remember so well Probably like how lampoons outlive the lauds If all memories are the towers in silhouette This one, the Hearthfall spire atop the tallest. Millions of bees in the world... The wind blows relentlessly... through flowers and rocks alike they fare! Agglomerations of flowers and pollen... And yet the bees and wind always find the right pair... Of the swaying flower and flying pollen! However tall and dense the tress, the grasses below always get their share of the sun. The sky quenches and kisses every leaf and every fr
