A Morning Walk by Silvana5

The speaker is reminiscing about a walk down a country lane that led them to a field of May flowers. They describe the flowers as beautiful and sparkling in the morning dew. The scent of the flowers brings back memories of their childhood, specifically a day spent with their brother chasing butterflies. Their parents were also present, enjoying a picnic in the field. The speaker treasures this memory and holds it close to their heart. Walking down a country lane led me into a field of May flowers, light jewels glistening in the morning dew, bluebells, the bounty of spring. Closing my eyes, I breathed in the sweet scent, evoking memories of childhood. Once again, there we were, my brother and I, happy and carefree, chasing delicate winged butterflies through a carpet of cyan blue, as mum and dad followed with a lovingly prepared picnic, enjoying the splendour of it all. Seeing the magic in everything, I remember that day so well, a moment captured in time and held in my heart forever.