Wonderful Days

by Aki   Jun 19, 2006


The sound of a child's laughter,
Who's cheeks have been kissed by the sun's rays.
Tall grass just below your knees,
As you lay in it, hidden from life.
A young puppy licking your cheek to wake you,
Soft gentle clouds rolling by above,
Gentle rain falling on you as you sleep.
Breeze blowing the tall grass when you wake,
To the crisp feeling and fresh smell of rain.
Running through the grass,
Soaking from head to toe.
You don't care thought,
Puppy and you had a wonderful time...

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