Feelin Breezy

Fell asleep with the sun on my face, Woke up in this strange place. The trees leaves kissing at my feet. Wide eyed, I stood up toes seeping threw the dainty green moss, bushes bumpin beats. I thought to myself with a surprising realization that I was feelin a bit breezy. Its quiet easy to see, id never leave this place. I walked apone the trail of blue lace. The clouds above, whispering their song, telling me to come along and hit their bong. I took a whiff my feet no longer touching the ground so beautiful all around and began feelin a bit more breezy. So easy feelin so breezy. Not a bit down, I was sittin beside a man named Mr. Brown. He began telling me this dream he had. He picked me a strange flower from his garden. He said with a grin eat this. Each word clicked against his lips. He began to say, We were floatin down a rainbow bay. The fish beneath our boat came afloat and whispered in our ears that they to began to feel a bit breezy. We approached this spacious rig of land where there stood a large woman with large teeth and large crazy eyes. Mr. Brown and I began to laugh. With a grunt she wiped out a blunt. As breezy easy not so skeezy feelin Mr brown kissed his hands and reached out. I asked Mr. Brown if he could stay around, a smile grew and grew across his face with a quiet voice he said without a doubt. We floated down the river laughing. Never have I ever met this mysterious man. Our laughs so true, we couldn’t help ourselves but to laugh at such childish humor. I began to realize that I wasn’t feelin so breezy anymore and my feet began to feel the ground once more. I shouted “no no” this is all wrong. This man named confusion snuck threw my ear and filled my mind. Mr. Brown took my hand and said so kind. A women named calm crept passed me and snuck threw my other ear, i felt easied. He took my hand and we climbed out of the capsized wood that once held us up over the waters. As I glanced up I see 5 grasshoppers with top hats on with large wooden stringed interments. Each grasshopper looked so familiar to me. We laid across a stretched out petal and they began to pass around a pink colored flower. Mr. Brown and I bit into what tasted so sweet. The breezy feeling came back once again. The grasshoppers sang song as Mr. Brown I drifted back off to sleep.