sunsets spitting gold through the trees are pleasant memories that I still hold from back when I was about 5 years old noisy crickets and frogs harmonized in the dark sitting on moss covered logs each sound had an echo that seemed to follow me around the jungle where ever that I go dinner cooked on open fire evening news on the radio an oil lamp hung high until its wick burnt low distant village lights with faint music on random party nights the cloudless sky was surely blessed for it always possessed an endless sea of stars that lit up the dark forest mother nature at her purest shadows of trees on the lawn seemed to continually spawn a series of astract images that I carefully observed but such art never gets the appreciation it deserved and now life in a big city has taught me to better appreciate natures simplicity every day was an adventure searching for waterfalls or just finding a rare creature was just as exciting as going on a hunt for lost treasure the occasional boa constrictor however, was perhaps more than what I had bargained for at the age a snake of such immense size could put a decent amount of fear in any childs eyes....
Posted on: Wed, 30 Oct 2013 17:14:31 +0000
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