Fair Field Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

I go a'walking in a fair field
Where smiling flowers face the sun
Feet sinking into cool grass
Toes wiggling just for fun

I spent too many years a'trudging
Alone and blinded by my quest
To reach high glory mountains
No time to talk or rest

The seasons wore on as my feet bled
Harsh rocks cut into skin and soles
Then one day without warning
I tripped upon a knoll

"Where are you headed? " asked a low voice
"You look like you could use some rest."
"Oh yes, " I quickly answered
To that unseen request

Then suddenly the mountain melted
It turned into a green plateau
My feet felt a new vigor
Wild flowers touched my toes

No longer do I yearn to scale peaks
You'll find me in that field hard-won
Where friends are always welcome
To skip and laugh for fun.