My brightly colored wings fluttered up and down, taking in the dazzling sunlight and the soft breeze. Fields and fields of orange and yellow poppies decended before me. I flitted around and above them as the wind blew me along their colorful petals.
Laughter floated through the air to my tiny ears. A small girl in a summer dress ran past me her curly red hair streaming behind her. She was closely followed by her parents. Happy smiles brightened their faces. I rested lightly on petal and watched them. The father picked the girl up and twirled her around in his arms. She erupted in a fit of wild screams and giggles. Settling down he engulfed her in an enormous hug while the mother gently placed a hand on the girls head. I fluttered my wings cheerily at the sight, took off, and made my way once more through the poppies.