Barefoot Days Poem by Rachel Field
Barefoot Days
In the morning, very early,
That's the time I love to go
Barefoot where the fern grows curly
And grass is cool between each toe,
On a summer morning-O!
On a summer morning!
That is when the birds go by
Up the sunny slopes of air,
And each rose has a butterfly
Or a golden bee to wear;
And I am glad in every toe
Such a summer morning-O!
Such a summer morning!
One of the best poems by Rachel Field................................
summer morning and walking on the fern and grassy land it's very thrilling//
I like this poem very much, a true enjoyable read. CONGRATULATIONS for being chosen as the Modern Poem Of The Day, Hurray! God´s Blessings in Abundance for you and your beloved family. Amen.
A simple and straightforward work, characterized with charming effervescence for a lovely summer day. We could all go barefoot on a nice day.
That is when the birds go by Up the sunny slopes of air, And each rose has a butterfly Or a golden bee to wear; nature and its beaury.. very fine poem. tony
Barefoot and running through the grass certainly takes me back. Wonderful words to read.
Heat of summer! ! ! Barefoot where the fern grows. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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Enjoyed the freshness and glee.