there was a time I small eyes watched rose blooms
early morning still stir upon first breath breezes
in morning waking to swing sway upon later morning
rising wind in golden shifting rays of summer light
I watched clouds dance across blue hue sky bees
butterflies took busy flight among my grandmother's
extensive garden paradise flowers while native birds
visited sang summer songs in boundary trees sometimes
small boy bare feet could not withstand nature's
summer pulse beating song swift ran across
summer grass effort attempting to outrace
the wind till heart bursting slowed stopped
to breathe a breath of nature life cannot outrun
strange time sudden outruns youth summer is done
Terence George Craddock (Afterglows Echoes Of Starlight)
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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