In the evening, we walk hand in hand surrounded by the sounds of birds in the trees and children’s voices.

The sweet sounds of innocence trilling and chattering, mixing together. 

Songs and exclamations of wonder.

The Summer breeze blowing our hair and moving my skirt about our ankles brings the smells of dirt and grass.

The Sun, low in the Sky casts our shadows into one another as we step in an easy rhythm.

This is the place you brought me.

This place of Nature and easy. This place of Summer and Sky. This place of openness and peace.

I look up at you and see you are already looking at me. You smile, my heart fills, and the rest of the world disappears.

And in these moments, I understand what it feels like to come home.