Parade of Gentle Giants

Pastel streets breathe soft beneath a sugared sky, Where friendly giants wander, silent, passing by. Balloons rise slowly, bright as wishes set free, And every doorway hums with tender reverie. A blue bear pauses, calm within the evening glow, Pink elephant listens where palm fronds sway low. Small footsteps linger, fearless in their light; In quiet, playful wonder, the town turns bright.