Grass grasping my bare feet as I walk down the hill

The wind kisses my cheeks as I wind down the path

I come to the edge of the high grass and my breath holds itself still

Before me is a field blanketed with the most beautiful flowers, my allopath

What a marvelous world!  I wish to never leave

So many beauties and adventures I will partake!

What is this? I feel the need to grieve

At the snap of a ruler I jolt up, awake

For there I was staring out the window at the sun’s gleam

Sitting in math class, having a daydream