2 December 2012
Everyday is much the same, White.
Soft and fluffy, Nose cold, eyes bright, White.
As I bounce along on endless clouds, There's nobody up here, Nobody around, And all I see, All I feel, Is white.
A little ditty inspired by the snow theme and my recurring 'whiteness' dreams I had when I was younger
Life In The Clouds • Opuss № I