• I alay here in the feild.
    Clovers emerge from the green.
    Im wandering in the sky.
    Blue and cloudless.
    Many thouts run through my head.
    He runs up the feild.
    "My love,my love i have found you at last."
    He,now much older,had a brown,tatered jacket.
    His jeans blue,baggy, and tatterd as well.
    Me much older as well,my dress,long,blue,and clean.
    I scrawl up.
    "My love there was never a day you looked more beutiful."
    He neels down.
    "Will you like to spend the rest of your life with me,my love?
    And be my wife?" heart