The louder the wind sings, the more the trees dance

Every raindrop falls in hopes of building an ocean.

The monster couldn’t sleep until his father checked the bed above, making sure there were no children on it.

You said you needed some space, so I cut holes in your ceiling at night to let the starlight in.

(reworded it a bit)

You loved the night sky best, so I swallowed the sun and coughed from all the solar reflux

"Sweet dreams,” she said before bed, so he built her dream house out of fruit trees as he slept.

They waltzed until the last of the world's songs ran out, turning to statues with the final bow.

(this picture reminds me so much of dancing, each piece seems to be posing)

The boy's shadow whispered to him beneath the sunlight, "You see, you're really not so small."

At the zoo, you said you wished you could take every cute creature and cage home with you, so I built a menagerie beneath your mattress for dust bunnies and bed bugs.

The lone pine tree was only pining for some company.

(The second I saw this wonderful illustration, I felt it needed a tiny story...and a hug)

I sent for a mail order bride, they delivered a mop by mistake.  She's quiet, but cleans up well.

After I built our dream home, I put a fence around the yard for the sheep to leap so you could join me here sooner.

(I'm hoping the somewhat pun/deception of "drea...

I sent for a mail order bride, but they forgot to poke holes in the box...

I sometimes wonder if my imaginary friends were just imagining me.