in yesterday hours
fields of wonder blossomed bright
gold dawn to red dusk
green spring sang to youth
when days were made of colors
near strawberry lane
butternut sunshine
late afternoon breezes blown
slow bluebirds bye bye
Three beautiful stanzas! A poem worth reading. 'slow bluebirds bye bye' - so beautifully said!
So hopefully woven day's progress not only me and you but all witness it's magnificent glow. Thank-you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The landscapes of your poems are more alive than the real ones!
Thank you for a wonderful compliment. I'm so pleased with your appreciation.