Michael smiled as he listened to the song and watched the little child has she wandered further down the path on the television screen. The wonder the child felt he could see in her eyes. The song melded with it perfectly.

To her the simple deer trail was a magical place. To her older sister it was just an old path. The nay-sayers in the song warned the singer how all things that glittered weren’t gold. He should give up on his love. He knew better. Their love grew and now they were old together.

He turned off the CD and turned the volume back up on the television, settling back to watch the remake of an old classic.