sing until your lungs are exhausted
dance until your feet can't move
paint until your body is covered
in a mess of color and sticky hues
jump from the tree
land in the leaves
take your blanket to the middle of the field
hide in the high grass until...
someone yells for you
watch the clouds
smell the breeze
feel the warmth of the sun on your cheeks
watch the bugs
run home... wherever that maybe
talk to your pet squirrel
can you make a "believe"
bring your world to reality
bring your world back to the little things
enjoy your reality
i love you-khristen
