SilverCelestt777

When I was young, I'd go outside, just at 5:00 AM Crawl over by the grass and be tickled by the stems Avoiding barn owls in the trees, one of my greatest fears I'd wait a minute for the sunrise I'd been waiting to see Slowly inch foward, and climb the smallest tree As the sun would wake and slip up past the hill I'd sit there and watch, quiet, and still