What would you bottle for a future generation if you could bottle anything?
Would you bottle an emotion like joy, love, gratitude, or humility? Maybe the smell of a new born child, or the intoxicating smell of sweet-grass? Perhaps set of family values or a memory of times past?
If I could bottle my hopes and dreams for mankind.
I would remind them all there once was a time,
when importance was placed on a simpler way.
With gadgets switched off, kids were sent to play.
The big wide world is meant to explore.
Just leave your house you don’t have to be bored.
Be the king of hill or the one who is IT.
Play outside until the night makes you quit.
At the end of your day as you prepare for slumber,
you’ll think of the things you can make if there’s lumber.
Like a tree house, fort or maybe a boat.
The places you go, no matter how remote.