π Fields Are Forever Poem by Sandra Black
π Fields Are Forever
Rating: ★3.5
The Indian summer
May come and go
& the western winds blow
But strawberry fields are forever
It may snow over time
Freeze your butt in rhyme
But strawberries stay
come rain or shine
There is always rosemary and thyme
A few periwinkles and welsh likes
Adorable little tykes
But π fields are forever
Monday, May 27, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: forever
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4/26/2024 7:59:18 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Very sweet. Good rhymes.