Quick Changes

The field was green
Full of beautiful life
We enjoyed the sunshine
Joy filled our days

Warm breezes against our skin
Big white clouds filled our eyes
Smells of flowers in our noses
Like a scene on a postcard

The wind begins to pick up
A chilling breeze blew through us
A musty smell filled the air
The joy we had faded

Everything changed quickly
The field is now barren
The sky is empty
Just me all alone