A gentle breeze was caressing the flower petals of every color and creating small ripples across the clear blue water. As the breeze swept through the air it whispered through the trees. It carried dandelion seeds in its arms and sprinkled them through the fields. It combed its fingers through the tall blades of grass. As night fell, the breeze fell into a soft, warm drift and lay down to sleep.
Delaney, Gr. 5
