Back to a time when...

Take me back to a time when life was slower; when there was no pressure to conform to what everyone was doing, and when no one cared about what others thought. Back to a time when kids climbed trees, ran, and got muddy while having fun. When friends talked for hours on end, and grandpa and grandma told stories of the years gone by. Take me back to a time when the smell of freshly baked cookies cheered me up and a pile of books excited my mind. To a time when the sight of a hammock invited me to sleep with the soft whisper of the wind blowing across my face. I’d love to return to a time when the world felt safer and there was no hurry. When the sound of the ocean stilled my soul and the elegant dancing of the waterfalls satisfied my eyes. Take me back in time to where nature is… pull me back to hear the secret songs of the trees inside the heart of the forest. Let me walk barefoot along the shores again. Let me sit and watch the beautiful sunset cast its magic on my weary soul. Let me close my tired eyes after a hectic day with a satisfied smile on my face. How can one resist the simplicity of the olden days?