sun shining brightly
gazing all around
trees bestow a shawdow
clutching to the ground
clouds are here and there
with the sky so blue
listen to the birds
thy're singing to you
pick a yellow flower
it smells very sweet
as petals fall to the ground
landing at your feet
butterfly comes towards you
landing on your hand
its little feet tickle
like small grains of sand
the air taste so fresh
as worries you have none
but now you are afraid
to say your walk is done
