sometimes i wonder what these little minds think. do they dream of empty forests tucked away under a canopy of green. a vast floor covered in lilies and moss and sweet smells of nature. do they dream of big city skyscrapers reaching to endless heights. birds circling overhead a lonely park surrounded by buildings that hustle and bustle. cars and buses and trains dancing across lined streets filled with music of a city.
or do they dream of open fields with rolling hills of grass. an apple tree standing at the end of a white fence. the perfect spot for a game of tag. a place to climb and run and play. here there is time set aside for picnics and lazy day naps under a warm sun, blue sky and dreamy clouds. sometimes i wonder what these little minds think. big dreams. lost thoughts.
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