Smiling Meadows
 
Summer’s sun is riding on high
Daffodils looking up toward the sky
Lazy willows sleep in peace
Near brooks when after tempers cease
 
We lie and count the clouds that drift
At their white shapes and skyward lift
Their journeys to open spaces unknown
Who knows where they’re to be blown
 
Skies and meadows in their summer’s best
In a land that needs its well deserved rest
Lazy afternoons of nothing to care for
Nothing but dreams of heaven to explore
 
Among the trees as mockingbirds sing
A hymn to all what nature doest bring
Time to meditate and time to look around
Time to listen and hear every sound
 
An ode to smiling meadows
An ode to nature’s nature

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D. Thurmond   aka  JEF (James Everett Falcon)
over 4 years

So well expressed, thanks.

Zainul
over 4 years

A lovely piece that brings peace.

Robert L. Martin
over 4 years

Thanks to both of you

Vic
over 4 years

Calm, serene poetry soothes the mind and invigorates the spirit.

Benjamin G. Sangalang
over 4 years

Nice poem.

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