A Gentle Wobble

The quiet morning air tickled my stem, and suddenly, I felt delightfully full from the inside out. I tried giving a little tilt, just to see if I could move, and I actually wobbled! When I leaned to the side, my round curve gave a tiny tap against the wing of the little purple friend standing right beside me. It stayed calm and steady, and so did I. I settled back on the smooth white surface, perfectly awake and content.