The smell of fresh cool dewy air fills my nose as i'm walking,

 Feeling the soft tall grass brush through my fingertips.

 I look up at the sky, 

 colors of crimson, orange, magenta, and yellow fill my eyes while the sun starts to set.

 I can see the ravishing daisies,

 Illuminated by the sunset in all sorts of different colors. 

 Bitter-dry taste fills me as I open my mouth to inhale the air. 

 I begin to skip,

 Bluebirds sing to me with the voice of angels.

 I feel the cold hard soil beneath my feet,

 getting softer as I approach a pond with still crystal water. 

 A swan as white as snow lands, 

 Causing a ripple effect that shortly comes to an end. 

 I walk to a beautiful willow tree which waves to me with its vines.

 I am happy.