Sprinkles

I see those wonderful sprinkles

In the tree outside my window

They are colorful like candy drops

From an auspicious fairy tale

They sparkle in prismatic sunshine

In a faraway countryside

Oh, where did those days of frolic go

When sunshine poured out of my soul

And I wished upon a fallen star

In a land where spirits go

I wish I could go back to then

And enjoy a friendly day

Amongst the valued past

Where wishes really could come true

My sketch of this!