Wherever you’re from–
do the stars twinkle and glow
when you look from below?
Do clouds zip by in a stormy sky?
Or birds sing effusively
and wing conclusively
to greet each spring?
True, life’s often a Sisyphean trial–
yet, stay awhile. . .
This is a quadrille for dVerse. The prompt was to use the word zip, or some form of the word.
I’m saving today’s NaPoWriMo prompt to ponder for another time.