Through the Woods

As I run through the woods, nature engulfs me. All around me are trees and nothing else. A couple of brown chipmunks with a white and black stripe that run from the tip of their heads to the tip of their tails; a few gray squirrels jumping from tree to tree, and 3 or so wild flowers blazing with bright colors. I slow to a walk to look around. The smell of pine and maple leaves me dizzy in sweet dreams. I finally sit down under a big oak tree and gaze around.
I look at my watch and see that it’s been an hour or so since I left my home to go running, but I don’t get up. Soon the sun starts setting and I find myself getting very sleepy, but I don’t want to go home. The setting sun brightened with red, orange and yellow colors covers everything before saying goodbye for the night.
When the sun finally sets, the darkness amazes me with blues and blacks. I look at the stars and count them as I lie on my back near the oak tree.
The next thing I know, it's morning and the forest has sprung into life again, just like yesterday. I spring back into reality and think, “My parents must be wondering where I am.”
I race back home as fast as I can. At the end of the forest, where it turns into a lush brownish-green meadow behind my house, I turn and look at the forest. In the back of my mind I wonder,” How can anything be more beautiful?”