It's spring and the air is hinted with the sweet smell of the flowers along the spacious garden. One by one the girl picks up flowers for her crown-- yellow daffodils, hibiscus, azaleas, daisies and little wild ones that she has no name for. She run in the yellow green grass, swirling and raising her head to meet the mighty sun. She loves it, the heat of the sunlight in her skin and face-- it makes her feel so alive and free.
She dances merrily as her feet lifts up. She burst into giggles. Two strong arms envelop her in a tight embrace; joining her with the swirling. They collapse on the grass still hugging and laughing their hearts out. "You look like an angel, baby. Your long golden mane shining like the mighty king. You look so perfect that I got the urge to join you, I'm sorry if I in
