Linda Ori

(08/13/1945 / UTAH)

' A Moment of Splendor


While lying in a summer field
The sunlight warms my skin,
Bright clouds play hide and seek around
Their hidden shapes within;

Somewhere a bee is buzzing 'round,
A meadow lark sings sweet -
The breeze blows distant tinkling
Of a wind chime down the street;

Soft on a bed of daisies
Interspersed with Queen Ann's lace,
I breathe their herbal essence
As they brush across my face;

I slowly sip pink lemonade
Its tartness quells my thirst,
My mind is writing poetry -
With words precisely versed;

So grand to be a country girl,
I'm mother nature's child -
Within this splendid moment
So deliciously beguiled.


3/19/2009

Submitted: Thursday, March 19, 2009
Edited: Sunday, April 26, 2009

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