Topic > Descriptive Essay on Children - 731
When I open the windows I am filled with the fresh scent of freshly cut grass drifting in, while the neighbors mow their lawns. As I stand on the back porch, I take a deep breath. I can smell the morning dew after the overnight rain, leaving my mouth watering with that of honey dew and freshly cut watermelon. I go with my children out to the yard to play. The courtyard is covered in a mint green blanket that leaves the imprint of my footprint with every step. It's as if my feet were underwater and the sand was gently seeping through my toes. Swoosh, swoosh is all I can hear from the blanket of mint green grass as my kids run in
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