The Honeyeater

I watched the nice clear water,.

The moon beamed a bright light on the water. 

Then a honeyeater went to a nice wooden tree, to make its own comfy nest. 

After it made its nice home, it went to a soft beehive,

sucking honey from the inside to its stomach 

The honeyeater was making butterflies fly into my tummy.

Then it hit me, I was swimming in the stars as they beamed into my pocket.