inhale. exhale.

sunny afternooncan you smell that? mmmmm......fallen leaves. scattered across the lawn, waiting to be scooped up into a pile. jumped in. buried in. tossed back into the air.do it all again. but it's the smell that gets me.....when I close my eyes and inhaleexhale,it takes me back. I am little. I see a giant pile of crunchy color, waiting just for me.I hear squeals of happiness, in my memory.they