lunaphinx
I saw a little bird in the market place today. I dropped all my shopping bags and chased it for as long as I could but it had fluttered away. It was a vivid yellow colour, I remember it well. I saw it again from the corner of my eye and ran toward it like that of a child running toward the Ice Cream van. But alas, it had flown away before I grasped the yellow bundle of joy. Woe is me, woe is life, woe is the market place.