• The smell of something sweet in the air
    Like a freshly baked apple pie
    The sight of birds in the air
    Like mini little planes with engine problems
    The feel of the gentle breeze
    Gently weaving through my hair
    The soft touch of the blanket
    Like sitting on a large fluffy cloud
    The rows and rows of flowers
    The bumble bees are buzzzing
    There is a dragonfly on my shoulder
    And a butterfly on my head
    The colours amuse me so
    Not thinking of the worries or the fear in the world
    Not a care in the world
    Looking up at the bright blue sky
    Like the colour blue of a saphire
    The sun goes down
    The sunset is like a tropical drink
    The moon is up
    The stars are shinning
    The moon's light is like a disco ball in the sky
    The stars are like little crystals
    Are scattered across the sky like someone was playing
    darts but kept missing the bullseye
    The moon goes down
    And the sun comes again
    And a new day begins
    And my day in the meadows starts again....