Round droplets of dew gather on the grass as the sun slowly begins to rise. A little girl with eyes like the sea and freckles like stars stands at the base of an oak tree. The tree seems to taunt her, with it’s large, outstretched arms.The girl shifts her gaze upward and begins to wonder. What could it possibly feel like to touch the sky? Quickly finding a handhold amongst the bark, she pulls herself up. The endless blue seems so close, the cotton candy clouds just within reach. She spends what seems like forever climbing. Until at last, she grips the final branch. An exhilaration like no other consumes every fiber of her being. Closing her eyes, a breeze sweeps across her face. The horizon is painted with the orange and yellow light of the sunrise. Breathing in deeply, she reaches up to touch the sky.