In The Corner Of A Field Poem by Gulliver Gimble

In The Corner Of A Field



In the corner of a field where sunlight falls.
You can count the dreams of tree's so tall.
Gently swaying across goodbye breezes.
Blushing new growth that changes with seasons.

In the corner of a field you'll find a metal fence.
Someone's tattered thread caught by suspense.
Gently swaying among cheerful hello winds.
Taken away by a robin so a nest she can mend.

In the corner of a field stands a poppy alone.
Picked for a queen and placed on her throne.
Gently swaying curtains and the finest of lace.
A simple red flower for a simple pale face.

In the corner of a field fallen leaves will gather.
Forever reminding us of changing weather.
Gently swaying seasons of summer and winter chill.
So much to be found. In the corner of a field.

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