2011 - Day 177

The crisp clean air and clear blue skies
The world around us comes alive,
We bask in the sunlight and dance through the fields
Then rest in the shade where the leaves act like shields,
A peaceful excursion, remembrance past
The days once were young but grew up extra fast,
Now we all follow unique and uncharted paths,
Till they all cross once more
Together, once again, at last.