A Midnight Crayon Quest

I noticed an open tin box resting on the lower shelf of the coffee table, bursting with thick wax crayons! With a couple of determined hops, I bounced right over across the woven rug. I nudged a bright sky-blue crayon with my rounded base until it rolled onto the blank page of a notebook lying open on the floor. I pressed against it, scooting it along to leave a chubby, cheerful streak across the paper! Creating my own vibrant marks in the quiet evening made me feel like an artist getting ready for tomorrow.