February 20, 2019
just like you
“The sad thing is, we are just like you,” it said. “Only better. We don’t toil and slave for others. We just are. We dress better than you but wear no designer labels. We have no traffic jams or guns or old hurts. We just are.
The rains and sun feed us and we bless you with color––the color of joy. We bend and sing with the winds and when our days are over we offer ourselves to the earth and she gladly takes us in. “Are you crying?” it asked.
I thought I was but I didn’t know why.
I always wondered, you know. So they have an outward focus as well not only bending to the mood of the sun but their own moods as well. But they get to live cheaper!
They tend to have better fashion sense as well, I’m speaking of myself here! No way I could pull off that shade of yellow.