Oh Red, such a
good friend...
Lying on the
grass…
The grass smells
like it was just freshly cut…
Lost in the
night sky, Staring at hundreds of twinkling lights…
When something
bright appears…
Red stares
Far,
Far,
Far,
Into the night
sky…
A streak of
light soars across the sky,
A shooting star!
Red’s brother,
orange, hollers,
“Dinner time!”
Red slowly gets
up… and heads back inside.
Kind, fiery,
Red.
I love how you personified Red and made him like a boy watching the sky!
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