The Dreamy Spoon

Welcome to Merry Milo. Let'sing and celebrate. Under a star that felled its sky, A silver spoon begins to fly. A midnight bowl so deep, so wide, Shimmers with ripples the stars provide. She rides a spoon on golden seas, A gentle voyage with a moonlit breeze. He scoops up past the stars with care, Each one sparkling in the air. Above cloud whales drift in peace, Their glowing fins He sprinkles dust that twirls and sways, Turning the broth to a galaxy's lace. Up through spirals of steaming light, He soars into the velvet night. A glowing moon doubly warms his hand, A treasure from this magic land. Comet croutons splash and play, Sending droplets in a shining spray. Shooting star carrots streak ahead, While planets are d A bread that afflows with crust aglow, He sails around it calm and slow, From the soup's wall, a city gleams, Built of noodles in drifting streams. Steam snowflakes knelt on rosy cheeks, Each flank a story the night sky speaks. Firefly lanterns light his way, Balancing high where ripples sway. Vegetable constellation arrives, Arranging their shapes in starry skies, A sleepy dragon curls on in Iowa. He shares his soup and earns a smile. Cinnamon stars mark a winding trail, He follows with steps of small unfrail. The soup becomes a night sky chart, A glowing map straight from the heart. Noodle ships with sailor small, Away from the waves with voices soft, Call the spoon rocks gently, the ripples. In a meadow kissed by golden beams, A cheerful girl lived picnic dreams, In a dress of berries pink and sweet. She sat where grass and sunshine meets. She spreads off jam with careful hands, While bunnies peek through flower strands, The bread gleamed bright beneath the sky, As butterflies went fluttering by, A swooping bird with playful glee, Snatched the strawberry cheekily. She laughed aloud with sparkling eyes, As petals twirled in breezy skies, With sandwich plates in tiny grip. She ran with cloth that danced and slipped, The sun dipped low, the shadows glowed, As low the sweeping camera flowed, She stacked her treats up tall and proud, While squirrels watched without a sound, Light filtered through the blossoms near, As magic glimmered warm and clear, She laid back with a happy sigh, Clouds The picnic blank gets soft and wide, Her sandwiched joy tucked at her side. She shared her meal with hedgehogs small, Sunlight catching cheeks and all, It sniffed with joy its eyes so bright, A snack beneath the meadow light. A drop of jam upon her nose, Made lambs nearby strike curious pose, Her giggle bubbled wide and true. The camera closed on eyes of blue, Panel spun through metal air, She waved her arms and circles there. Tobey waves from the engine bright, Brass ears gleaming golden light, They're floating there, he hops on keys, That twirl and spin through clockwork tunnels, Glowing within, he blows a whistle, Rainbow clear, shimmering notes drift far and near, Beside a gear of golden hue, He watches it turn the whole world through. Past flower clocks in fields they glide, Toby waves as petals slide, Watch face confetti swirls in flight, Glistening softly in the light, Angel