She walks through the forest, taking her weekly stroll. Her beautiful, long hair can't be missed in the sun's glow. Her smile warms my heart and her laugh makes me smile. I hope she won't be upset if I join her for a while. She dances through the forest, spinning all around. If she weren't so bad at it; you'd think she was in sync with nature. She stumbles here and there, but never slows down. Her red, long skirt gets tattered by the twigs. She doesn't seem to bothered. She's too lost in...