The Meadow

This piece is going to be published in a book so I thought that I would publish it. Here it is. 🙂

Deep in the meadow
Small flowers grow
As your heart dances
With the wind

No matter how you know
Or how you feel
You’ll always end up
With a grin

Splash, splash, splash
The rocks against the lake
They paddle and piddle across the floor
With nothing in its way

What is that light I say
Well no one really knows
But that shining beam is like
A hundred stars alone

Extension:
(Last Paragraph but not in the book)

Now it’s time to go
We’ll see you all soon
Were sorry it’s like this
Cause it’s just too soon

 

 

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