It’s element is fire
I can see big black tires bigger than the big
Horses yousto pull the carriages in the oldondays and they also yoused for plough the field
The trees wishes and swishes, because it remembers it’s memories in the 1920’s.
I can see children,
I can see tractors
I can see woodcutters
I can see birds
I can see cars.
I can hear cars beeping
I can hear birds singing
I can hear wood cutters chopping trees
I can hear children giggerling
This is my best life ever.
