raining rainbows and sugar plums,
because this day is like a dream--
a mixture of the whimsical
and the sheer excitement found in hope.
And tomorrow may be the same,
with clouds that look like cotton balls,
leaves that fly like birds,
and a sun that lights everything up.
You light everything up.
Oh such joy!
Oh such joy.
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