REGRESSION

Silent whispers just barely heard
Walking through branches of trees
Tapping on windows, brushing the house
From rooftop down to the eaves
Starlit nights, a soft warm breeze
The smell of the countryside
A coyotes howl, croaks from a frog
Day creatures sleep for the night
Quietness lingers, everything's still
Listen for the slightest sound
Outside the window the rustle of grass
Small creatures are moving around
The distant sound of a barking dog
A mother cow calls her calf
Owls hoot throughout the night
All memories of a childhood past
Regression back to happier days
Reliving an easy lifestyle
Wanting to remain for a longer time
Only visiting a very short while