The scent of pine and fresh cut lawn on a breezy, pleasing dawn brings back a time of younger age where life seemed like an empty page. Summer days of heat and play, and winter skies of calming gray bundle up my childhood years of many smiles and some good tears. Love as easy as notes of hearts precisely end where hormones start, where life and death are on the verge, and the song of souls sounds as a dirge.
This one is nice :)