Doris Nixon

(New York, New York)

The Meadow - Poem by Doris Nixon

If on the meadow I do stretch
I would seem like reaching for the sky
Oh so blue
It could seem I could catch a bundle of clouds
from the sky
Oh me, I sigh
Would it be possible to touch the clouds
And have my fingers go through the clouds
So far up in the heavens


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003



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