Standing a white dress with her brownish hair blowing in the wind, bending over she picks a red poppy flower from the meadow. twirling it in her fingers stopping to take a smell of the poppy flower before she begins to twirl it in her fingers once again. Before looking at the largest of the trees overshadowing the rest and blocking out some of the sun in the meadow, A leaf falls off the tree flowing towards the ground her eyes follow it, as it blows in the air dead and rotten, such that as the tree it came from. Landing in a small creek, the leaf floats down the river drowning under the water slowly disappearing into it's deeps landing along mossy stones like the others that had fallen before it Looking back
Standing a white dress with her brownish hair blowing in the wind, bending over she picks a red poppy flower from the meadow. twirling it in her fingers stopping to take a smell of the poppy flower before she begins to twirl it in her fingers once again. Before looking at the largest of the trees overshadowing the rest and blocking out some of the sun in the meadow, A leaf falls off the tree flowing towards the ground her eyes follow it, as it blows in the air dead and rotten, such that as the tree it came from. Landing in a small creek, the leaf floats down the river drowning under the water slowly disappearing into it's deeps landing along mossy stones like the others that had fallen before it Looking back