caring . pure . innocent 

Lonely Erin watches a caterpillar crawling slowly on a leaf in the middle of the woods. Erin is not scared of darkness, he likes the sound of crickets singing. He's a passionate little boy, that loves to make poems for the trees to hear and birds enjoy. He wishes one day he could find a pony to be by his side watching the stars dance and seeing the sun yawn the next morning. He has hope that one day his dreams will come true.