When I jumped into the present I landed at a train station, ready to take on a new adventure.
I felt like a sad puppy, Niagara falls rushing from my eyes.  Until, I found the hiding place where rain shivers on top of the big blooming petals of a flower.  I turned hope on high and saw the bright yellow sun peaking through the big grey clouds.  He was the enemy of green hiding within the rough, rugged branches of an old willow tree.  He wasn’t tender he's the opposite, strong, like a big sumo wrestler taking a stand to fight.  I tossed my sadness into the wind, and it returned a soothing surprise.