First I am here with the cool white white walls
And the cold hard floor running down the halls
Where the dust bunnies grow
And where time, slugs, by, slow
And finally I am set free

Now my feet hit the ground with a patter pat
I keep the sunglasses on, and my hat
And my loud headphones sound
As my feet hit the ground
And I am as small as can be

I duck and I weave through the massive waves
Of the massive stampede, vacant as slaves
I somehow find my way
To a sunnyish day
Where the thick air clings fast to me

The asphalt is hard on soul(s of my feet,)
It’s useless to wearily wave and greet
I quick jump past a car
But my mind is not far
(Though nobody else would agree.)

Suddenly, I think of a place I know
It’s just past where the asphalt flowers grow
And I set a due course
With determin’ed force
I walk with a new kind of glee

And my path it grows longer and still longer more
As the traffic gets louder, there’s cars by the score
I turn up my tune
In late afternoon
And away from it I try to flee
And The houses, the bigger and bigger they get
And how the hot summer air is making me sweat
‘Till finally, there!
I stop and I stare
The water shines almost like the sea

My backpack slides off,
and my headphones
they drop
And I fall on the
soft
cool
wet
grass
with a flop
and the summer breeze blows
I listen, it knows
It whispers soft,
relax,
it tells me.

My feet are removed from my toasted hot shoes
And my socks come off too, I just can’t refuse
The grass
And the skies
And the water
And flies
And soon I feel part of the trees

The birds I can hear them calling to and fro
And it seems like a tune that I used to know
And the tiniest bugs
Welcome me with their hugs
And I listen in silence and see

And I breathe
  With the wind
And I sigh
  With a wave
And I smile
   With the grass at the way I behave.
And I feel like just maybe
   I can almost hear
The daffodils talking
   Their voices are near
I had almost forgotten
   How they love to chat
And a ladybug takes up
   Some space in my hat
And my hair finds some twigs
   And they greet and intwine
And I think of a loving hand
   Held tight in mine