The Valley

My safe place is the valley.
It is safe for my skin to breathe, my nose to smell the flowers in the trees and to make my way through nature.
As you and I walk through the trees, I will come to the waterfall.
My tree has its own unique leaves, almost like fingers in my hair.
The wind breaths soft on my skin.
I hear the bees and birds in the trees.
They come for the flowers like me.