What a wonderful world

Never in my wildest imagination did I think my dream of a lifetime would happen. I put on my raggediest pair of jeans and most comfy sweatshirt for my journey across the sky. So many times I wondered what birds were thinking when they swooped across my backyard. Now I get to experience what’s got to be a miraculous feeling of being among the clouds.

Turquoise blue and puffy white surround my body until I choose to pause on the earth beneath my feet. What appear to be toddlers are hunched over a well. “Water” they loudly exclaim as I watch them fill their tiny buckets and drink ferociously. Soon a grandmother appears and helps me understand that water is a gift to these children whose thirst is rarely quenched.

My first adventure gets me wondering if seeing the real world is what I hoped to do today. But the unbelievable feeling of gliding through the air brings me to my next stop. Here I see a very old couple standing in a field. My instinct is not to ask how they are doing. But that wasn’t how I was raised. A simple hello is greeted with huge toothless smiles. A picture I could never forget.

I decide to end my tour since I desperately want more time to simply enjoy the thrill of gliding through the air. I glance down and see spectacular zebras running freely and a huge crowd of teenagers singing and dancing in the streets.

My alarm goes off playing “What a wonderful world.”