The world is calm as the eagle glides through the breeze. Noticing nothing but the ever present campers coming for peace. The couple relaxing under the tree, the child making mud pies down by the river, and me reliving the beautiful paint brushed world.One out of only movies and imagination. One right outside our door. Where the stars are brighter and in multitudes where there was little before. Where you can find peace, tranquility, and love all by yourself. The air fresher;the world is brighter and greener outside in the woods.
If only we could go back and restart, to make a world with no hurt, confusion or dark. Where everywhere you see there is dandelions on the other side of the hill; and the natural beauty of the water is so clear and innocent.
Nowhere will you find cans in the bushes or lures in the trees. A place we can work with and call home, not destroy and make prison.
Have a wonderful day, have fun wherever you are. Make the best out of it.
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Writers MiniStories
Short StoryWritings that are not a story all together, but a story in each page.
