A Prismatic Morning Beam

I scrambled out of my waffle-weave cloth nest and marched right toward the sun-drenched window sill! Resting beside a stack of books was a heavy glass triangular prism paperweight. I wrapped both plush arms around the cool, smooth block and nudged it into the morning beam with an eager grunt. Whoosh! A bright, vibrant ribbon of violet, turquoise, and fiery gold splashed across the white painted sill, stretching all the way onto my hands. I placed my palms flat in the middle of the glowing rainbow band, giggling as the colored beams painted my fuzzy fingers in dancing light!