Come walk with me Mr. Monkey. The forest looks great this time of the year.
Maybe we can find a little spot to lie around all day, or a perfect place for you to stay.
This is your home Mr. Monkey, but I can’t stay here. Don’t worry as I will visit you maybe later this year.
I won’t say goodbye, but I’ll leave you with a promise beneath the majestic moon.
Goodnight Mr. Monkey, I’ll see you soon!
Lace skirt worn as dress Vintage | Knitted bolero thrifted | Bag thrifted | Head scarf thrifted | Brown braided belt People are People