What I Found in the Meadow

November 26, 2009
The ground beneath me begins to quake,

the soil is warm,

I like it here.

The sun above me brightly gleams,

the rays of gold turn me in,

and I find,

I like it here.

The birds--every one--singing in harmony.

the flowers sway--side to side

the grass grown luscious, deep, green

and I find--

I like it here.

Enclosed in a grip,

firm, gently, strong, and warm.

seeing the green, the blue, the brown,

plush feathers and laughs-floating,

and the one thing I find,

I love it here…

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