When we searched for waterfalls.
We had found the hollow caves
Where water rushed in walls.
Let's lay, to look at the stars,
On the ground we wrote our names.
There's secret rooms to explore,
Their doors shown to us like flames.
The leaves kept us well hidden,
To whisper our thoughts aloud.
We'd laugh late into the night,
As though we were on a cloud.
Let's go back to the old days,
When we'd skip while holding hands.
We'd played every single day,
Searching for the secret lands.
~Emily Adams
It's falling
Falling in love."
-Jim Henson