Daydream.

I was walking down the alley.
There were beautiful flowers and trees.
I can see the butterflies floating in the air like iridescent bubbles.
The smell of the fresh green bushes are wafting through and through. 
I feel the wind licking my ears and fluttering my hair.
The leaves rustled in the wind.
I can see the azure blue sky and its fleecy white clouds.
I can hear the birds warbling a cheerful chorus.
Surely, its one of my wildest fantasy.