once upon a sunny day

once upon a sunny day, an angel walked, one might say. he actually floated with wings a flapping. as he wandered about steadily mapping. the terrain was rocky, just like the mountains. it was a park but had no fountains. the air was dry and so the dirt. shocked at all the life that perked. Some grasses, some bushes, some weeds and some flowers, but what caught his eye barely needed any showers. As he noticed one, a myriad appeared. It was spikey and prickly, something that might be feared. He took a closer look and said hello. he nodded nicely and exited slow. a gracious encounter with a gracious goodbye. and just then he disappeared into the sky.