Little Ms. Sad writes an ode

A walk through the park
My happiness and folly
In the sky like a lark
Feeling the shower of milk and honey
Hear the notes tinkling
Cherish the swirl, the spin, giustezza
A cuddly bean to brighten the day
A warm, yellow stalk in the cold morning
Wood-fired pizzas
Pink, blue, no, greenwood you say?

For you, a thousand times over-
joyed, over you
no more