This is probably junk, but I wanted to know what you guys though of it.
I walked along the ground, crushing the crinkled leaves that lay in my way.
Thoughts of butterflies and birds swirled in my head, there was nothing more beautiful then them in the world, nothing that I would see, nothing that anyone would see. Never again anyway. Everything that was kind and beautiful in this world was either gone or soon gone.
I stopped my awkward steps and turned to the bright yellow sun. Long oaks reached their branches to the sky, to heaven.
Their little leaves blew in the breeze, waving to me, waving hello, waving goodbye, it didn't matter to some people. But to me they were waving goodbye, "Goodbye" "Goodbye" "Goodbye"
Tears sprang from my eyes, they were waving goodbye, I knew they would. They waved to me the same way they waved to my sister; slowly and kindly, but goodbye all the same. "Goodbye" "Goodbye" "Goodbye"
"Goodbye," I said and turned to walk up through the trees up trough the branches up to the sky, up with my sister.
This idea came to me last night, like I said it's probably junk.