It Was Almost Like A Movie That I Was Watching From Above

I was looking down into a field on a breezy summer day -- a field filled with miles upon miles of endless multicolored daisies. I came to rest upon a scene of a very young girl and boy running. The girl's hair flowed with the wind as she and the boy enjoyed a game of tag. Over the next several minutes they laughed amongst calls of "You're it," and "No, you are!" Suddenly they disappeared and the field was once again quiet and serene. An odd feeling came over me as I reflected on this. I realized that they'd just been playing on my unmarked grave.