Tiny fingers grasp callused hands


Sun beating down like a spotlight


Framing nature’s course perfectly


She stares up peering into his worn face


Twisting her blonde hair in curiosity


Blue eyes flash toward a patch of hidden flowers


Fascinated by the fair petals that surround her


He crouches down on his knees


Describing every specific detail


About the tiny creatures below


Building lives on the fresh soil


She clutches the grasshopper


Placing it gently in her childish hands


Lightly tracing the patterns


She smiles her innocent smile


Claiming everything would be theirs