While walking through the grass, I felt the early morning dew

I could not see where I was going, for the darkness prevailed but I knew where I was going by the length and texture of the grass

As soon as I got there I looked up to see if I could catch a glimpse of the wonderful sight of the dirt road at the crack of dawn

As the sun rose, I began to hear the chirping of the early birds and feel the thickness of the fog

By the time I could feel the radiation of the sun through the fog, a busy chatter had begun

I saw a family of six hands walk down the magnificent dirt road

Minutes later, I heard the sound of hooves pounding the ground

An expensive carriage travelled down the road in the opposite direction as the family

Inside was a plantation owner, possibly the owner of the one the family worked at

As the sun continued to rise, the flow of traffic increased

Many people passed by and some travelers stopped to ask me for directions

It is things like these that keep me going