Snippit of Story

This is a little part of the story I wrote a bit ago and never finished

 

A woman was sitting on a chair looking out the window, to a field of sunflowers. She was remembering the moment when she was healthy and young and would run in the field with all her friends. The wind would blow through her brown hair and when she came back into the house she would have pollen all over her. All of the girls would all lay down in an empty part of the field and just lay, looking into the sun feeling the warmth spread all through their bodies. She would open her blue eyes and see the birds and clouds.  She would touch the soft cotton dress material that would make her fall asleep and she would touch the fabric through her fingers. Slowly falling asleep and not returning home until mama was about to serve dinner.