Nature

Lying in the grass,
Looking up towards the sky.
Smelling the sent of rose,
Watching birds take off and fly.

Sitting on a swing,
Wind pushing against my face.
Time passing me by,
In such a unruly race.

Staring at the moon,
Wishing upon a star.
Waiting for something to happen,
Thats completely bizarre.

Slowly drifting off,
Relaxing without a threat.
thinking of everyone,
That I've ever met.

Time starts to slow,
The days seem so long.
stuck in my mind,
lost singing one last song.

The sound of a river,
Softly crashing as is flows.
Its a endless trail of water,
That no-one knows where it goes.

Life is like that river,
Not Knowing where it'll end.
You cant see whats coming,
When you turn for that next bend.