Essence of Childhood

Amazing— Thinking back upon the cool autumn breeze captures the essence of my childhood. Caught in a world where nothing is really real. I want to dance through the tall grass of summer, feeling the hot sun grace my steps before me. I want to hear the song of the December night and enjoy the warmness of the sound. Dreams are waiting for me, lost down the path, underfoot of the leaves and soft brown dirt. Watch the sun as it penetrates the canopy of green, with the beautiful red robin crossing the sky, and the small stream makes the most awesome sound.