RENZO SMITH'S POINT OF VIEW

The sun shines above the sky, it glows like the moon. The sky was peaceful, the birds were flying freely up in the sky. The clouds and sky were as blue as the ocean. Some birds were chipping from the branches of the tree. The tree swayed as the wind blows it, creating a warm wind that passes by my bare skin.

I was sitting on the bench outside of our organization. I was admiring the skies and tree that was making my eyes mesmerize.

I was still ...