I love to describe things...in ways i never thought before..
The world was qwite once when only the sweet smell of the ocean and the ripple of the leaves crunch under your feet and the grass would move side to side left to right right to left to see what the new born babie was doing and the ocean waters crashing with anger at the rocks!And their was love made from the family which they shared intill the grass stoped moving and went to sleep the sun stoped staring down at us and the waters calmed down...and the sun set down for now the moon would gaze over the sucses that we made and the reck we made..