Forest

You are a tree swaying from left to right slowly in the gentle breeze

 You are the smell of the saplings that have just started growing in spring

You are the sound of children playing hide and seek with their parents and the squelching in the mud as they leap over the forest floor

You are a tiny plant who wants to reach above all of the other trees and see the warm sunlight shining through

You are the taste of cheese sandwiches in the children’s picnic

You are the memory of walking, knowing you’re at the end because you can see the light glistening through.