Friday, November 25, 2011

Let's go to the hill, where little jubilant colored flowers dance happily with lush green blades of grasses in the music of the enchanting wind. Let's find there the spot, where we can lay ourselves down and count all the bee- and bird- and butterfly-like passing clouds in the light blue sky. Let's search for the most handsome tree and see if we can climb to the top. Let's pretend that we were together doing all the above until it was time to go home again.