The Bud

I stood there and let the breeze run through my thick hair, all my thoughts began to untangle till only one was visble. I watched the water glide slowly and i knew nothing could ruin this one moment and that it would stay in my head forever. The lights and sounds had all disappeared and all that was there was me standing on the roof of my flat watching this senseless water glide. I climbed into my bedroom window leaving my fantasy thoughts and the incredible feeling that life had stopped. I sat up and starred at the round, greyish moon through my old wooden framed window and dreamt a long but sweet dream.
That morning i woke up to the sun shining heavily down on me, i shut my greenish, blue eyes and turned to the other side before i got up as the sun was far too strong for them with it's beauty and power.
I pulled myself into the shower, the water was cold and fet good against my body which lay warm against the coldness of the water.
My mum just happened to be up as she was normally up in the middle of the afternoon but the surprise of the fact, she was up was not shock but mere joyfulness, her light blond hair which was greying shone vibrantly and her eyes sparkled as she stood there cooking and smiling away.
I sat at the white table which was laden with food, in silence which wasn't silence but loud from the outdoors and the cooking, no words needed to be said as the connection was there through silence.
The day was warm as i walked along the pathment which was clear from litter and dampness and all the sound i could hear was from the birds chattering away and cerpping away. I stopped and starred at a bud which was jus about to bloom and thought to myself, that the old woman who lives in those flats would be happy to see and watch such an amazing event, as what was blooming was full of suc beauty that is was unreal. I walked over to the old womans brown run down victorian door and tapped on the silver tapper. The old
woman opened the door and looked at me angerily,"do you know what time it is?"
"yes i do, it's ten past eight"
"okay then, well what do you want?"she said looking at me suspiciously.
"well, i saw you're plant from you're window and thought you might want to see it while it's blooming"
Shw walked slowly over to her window and watched as the bud turned into a fine, bright, red flower and i saw her grumpy, angry face turn into a huge great smile until she was practically laughing, i smiled at her and carried on walkin.

The End