Receipt 22

She learnt to let the wind be the one to ruffle her hair up. The sun put the heat back in to her soul and the stars reignited the twinkle in her eyes. She found her own heartbeat and let her butterflies dance with the birds that flew above her. Once again she had found happy within nature and herself.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s