Beautiful butterflies mist a song that thickens the air

I couldn't expect such a better view anywhere

Springtime has come

Many flowers lay around the Oakwood fence

Trees freshen the air to make it call home.

As deer and honeybees run through this forest

Standing on this cliff

I lean in and let my hand touch the sun.

So many different quiet days

So many ways to comfort an upset child

Huge amounts of air drill through my nose.

A chain breaker makes it's way through the places we once called home

The abandoned cottages and grocery stores reappear

And, as I walk through the revived village

My fear disappears and my lost cats rubs my legs.