chocolate cake

I can see something
It is really really really really reeeeeeaaaally small,
And I am not at all sure that it is real.
But somehow anyway I can see it,
Shining in the foggy day and night.
Wishing is silly, but this is not a wish
it is just a small feeling.
Growing, shrinking.
This has happened before.
Or was that something on tv?
Anyway,
I felt a tingle.
A mix between a laugh and eating a great chocolate cake.
But really small.

I am going to go out and try to find it again.
See ya!

Three of a kind, bird of a feather

The land by the sea

Or

How to dance the Purk

Dirt. People gotta love dirt. It surrounds the earth. Not a single soul can escape from it. If you run, it will only catch you sooner. You can use it for mud pies, or for making castles, soften your skin or throw at someone you want to tease with.

The royal two, the Queen and King walked back to their mansion after having put their horses back in the stables. They Queen loved the nature, and to see it from a horse was even better. The King... well he loved the Queen. Even after many years he had not been able to get rid of his fear of animals. Nothing wrong with animals, but they are so unpredictable and they jump and they seem to want to say a lot of things through biting and scratching. But he did love the Queen, and she had made him chose three animals that he were forbidden from saying no to if she wanted him to come. He had chosen horse, turtle and penguin hoping that her Highness never would get any of them. He was wrong. The next day four baby penguins had taken over the bathroom and even though they had gotten their own room after only a week, the King still had nightmares about them jumping out when he went to the loo.
"You were better today." The Queen smiled at her husband.
 "I were?" The King high fived himself in the back of his mind.
"Yes, I could barely see you sulking. You are getting better at pretending to like things for me."
"Oh..."
The Queen leaned over to the King and kissed him. "Thank you."

Purken

Vad ser du?

Jag vill bli tolk.

Long gone

The land by the sea

Or

How to dance the Purk
The days were getting colder, but at the same time more and more beautiful. Daisy, the Queens little friend from town was visiting. She loved the country, but not all the rocks, and not the roots that she tripped over, and not the bugs and definitely not the  fact that there was almost no people and nothing to do if she didn't built it herself. But she did love the country.
There was a playground. That was kind of fun. Mostly because the inspectors hadn't found it so all of the old dangerous toys still existed here. There was swings that had chains with big holes that most definitely a lot of children before her had got their fingers hurt. In the middle was an re-eally old and way to high slide. Just like it used to be before the inspectors decided that it was not good for children to sit on a metallic slide and get first-degree burns when they tried to go down. And she could also see the Merry-Go-Round - A round metallic platform a bit of the ground that went round and round - Daisy could just see all the children hold on tight, a parent standing next to it and pushing it so that all of the children had to hold on tight if they didn't want to fly off and land in the sand and scrape their knees and arms.
Daisy was just amazed that parents let their children play here and wondered if there had been paramedics standing on the side at all times, just in case. Or maybe all the parents took their children here to punish them. Who knew? It all happened in the past, and as we all know, the past is history, and only a handful of people finds it interesting with history.