Caitlin's Skies
(because she always makes me smile)

She is pure innocence. Wide-eyed. Open.
Enchanting. A pint-sized diva of the first order.
But she is wise. Her guileless logic speaks volumes
in its simplicity. And it humbles me....

Grass is just a green carpet that needs a haircut.

Trees are closets for leaves and branches are the hangers.

Flowers are leaves with make-up.

Roses have thorns so no one steals them.

And cloudless skies happen when heaven rains blue
and the sun dries it before it drips.

Innocence and imagination. May her innocence
never fade. May her imagination continue to soar.
And may her heaven always rain blue.