[Aureus Moonrise]: 708.June-Five Words

I ran away again today. I ran really far. I ran away from my angry aunt and uncle, the farm I call home, and even from our beautiful collie. I was too sad; too upset. My throat felt like it was in a knot. I was crying, but even as bad as I felt, the hot sunshine pierced my cloud of self pity. I couldn't stay sad, so I stopped running. I caught my breath, leaning on the wooden roadside fence. A stray cow was grazing not too far away. I hopped over the fence and lay down in the grass and weeds. I stared at the bright blue sky with its puffy clouds and watched a butterfly pass overhead. Green blades of grass and tall weeds blew from the pull of the wind.I waited for it to come; the wind to carry away my sadness. It always did, without fail. A dandelion bounced against my nose like a girl's pom-pom. I picked it up and held it high against the sky. Sweet resounding wind flew through the fields. Like my sorrow, the bright flower became aeolian and was carried away.