America Poem by Gayle Sweeney

America

Rating: 4.8


Happiness is a smile
In the heart -
The thought of someone brings.
Happiness is pretty days
With blue skies
And angels singing.
Beyond the dark
I feel like a true native
Woodland princess!
With the sun in my heart
I've found America's happiness.
Flashbacks of a black bear started
While I played the piano.
The memory of the Sierra came back from long ago.
When the bear appeared I wished to run
Far away to L.A. -
Santa Monica - a village next to how the mountains play.
Happiness is mother earth's bright sunshine in the wilderness.
A golden treasure the wild past gives us is deep peaceful bliss.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lynn Glover 07 February 2011

Beautiful, Gayle, and I truly believe that God was with you that day. Thanks for a poem with great flow and rhyming. I love spending time in your poetry. Just a great write. Lynn

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Juan Olivarez 04 December 2010

Wonderful poem Gayle, I had a similiar experiance with a mountain lion. It is in my poem 'Julian' your poem is every bit a ten. God bless. Juan.

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