Summer Field Poem by Silverinna Annastasia

Summer Field

Standing on a hill, watching the sun burn a brilliant gold.
The wonders never told.
She feels the suns rays on her fair cheeks and she smiles.
She came from far away to be here, she travelled miles.
And here she is, watching the Earth fall asleep once more.
She sat silently and cotently on the grasses floor.
Even in the summer, everything is warmer.
'Mama! ' a little girl cries, her precious daughter.
She turns and sees the golden rays have turned her daughters brown hair to a reddish autumn.
Her midnight blue eyes reflected the sunsetting rays that faced them.
A beautiful place, a beautiful child and a beautiful sunset.
She can find nothing more perfect, as yet.
Here, she thinks, she came here for her girl.
Here, she promises her the beautiful world.
Sitting on the summers grassy fields, her daughter in her arms.
Happiness is what they feel and that, nothing will harm.

Binish Cd 06 January 2012

In certain situations we feel that we are the happiest in this world. This is an exact picture the poet has shared................but, on the other side, some times we may feel that we are the unluckiest...........thanks for sharing, dear friend........

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