I carry a basket as we climb up the hill
Seeking out the perfect table.
But you point to the clouds and giggle.
I say I'm willing if you're able!
Lying side by side, we gaze upon distant marshmallows,
The tablecloth a comfy pillow
As we laugh and smile and find all sorts of shapes
Hey look, an armadillo!
We see monsters, birds, faces and mythical beasts
All in their fluffy shapes,
Holy crap, is that Draco holding Hermione
As she closes the drapes?
I can do this forever, I think to myself
As the heavens entertain,
Giggling and smiling, cuddled together, looking always up,
Here without life's pain.