A Summer Scene Poem by Not Long Left
A Summer Scene
i wept for the winter,
and smiled for the summer,
i frolicked in the sunflower fields,
made fragile necklaces from golden daffodils,
i ran wildly across the fields of life,
the land untouched by the city's rusty knife.
i smelt heavenly scents from the floweres self,
nature can not be calmed by mans wealth.
i lay by the icy sparkling stream,
washing me city worn body,
hoping for a spiritual clean.
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5/4/2024 7:19:44 AM # 1.0.0.1119
a very good write vincent.