It doesn’t have to be a silky purple common mallow or red squirrels stealing soft peanut’s from a wavy tree,Or the Bolton parish school gates opening as the joyful kid making there

way out.

It cold be a steaming kettle of water sizzling or a fire pit of roasting hot marshmellos on a sliver,metal stove,

Listen closely *** the majestic bird arrives and fire bright sun goes down Notice how kids can get away with anything these days.Even an adult would get carried away if they see a shiny droplet of tears