Sally the Silly

I am here, but lying in a cocoon. My wings are wet, thus I am not free. See my droplet eyes moving around inside without a bird or a bee in my memory. Thank you TWITTERS SPHERE. I now feel welcome to land on your shoulders so that others can see. Fatigue is the itty bitty price I pay for HIS vice today. Things are permanent that seem temporary and the temporary seems permanent. I do not really report, as a butterfly, I flutter by and find a way to help you see a firmer reality. I wish to one day see the sea in more than just my memory. Maybe you can put me in a small cage with a carrot, and we can take a TRAIN in a divine car just meant for me (air quality). I will be the most colorful creature that has ever existed. No one will ever be anything but MUNDANE once you and I see the bridge in a whole new way. Tap tap tap is my morse code today. It stands for S, thus my name will be SALLY the SILLY.