High in the sky, as free as a bird

With the clouds hovering, 

and rain drops falling

I found a man dangling in the sky.

 And as usual I became bored and uneasy. I needed to do something that would bring in the color, and lighten up such a dull day. So we looked around and found by surprise a nice little gift from Oma and Opa. 

There were two big planes, a firetruck, a train, and a colorful cement truck too.

 And as we glued them on his bare closet doors his Christmas stocking stood still. It is almsot done, but still lacking a lot of little half cross stitches in blue.

 Basti gazed up at his new collection of automobiles, and sang them all a little tune. 

This is what happens on a grey dull day, while a man dangles in the sky in the afternoon.