forgottenmeadows

thoughts from my mind to yours


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Elated

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You are my new dawn,

that wakes me after my long night.

You are my wings,

that take me up when I fall from great height.

You are my sunshine,

that shines through my days so grey.

 My soul’s music,

You make me feel elated, everyday.


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Is the Spring coming?

“Is the spring coming?” he said. “What is it like?”…
“It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine…” 

– Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden

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Running out of rhyme…

When the rain stops

and you run out of rhyme,

your heart slows down,

with the tinkering chimes,

and all you wish,

is just to hold time,

a little longer.

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Old Poetry: Seasons

Rainy Spring’s
Cheerful laughter,
plays like music
So sweet,

Auburn Autumn’s
Leaves falling,
Catching each note
Each beat,

Windy Winter’s
Silent whispers,
That reaches
Every soul,

Sunny Summers
Smiling faces,
Calling for all
once more.


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Butterfly Whispers

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Wandering past the windswept meadows …
she felt as though she was floating on a cloud…
the smell of sunshine awoke her senses…
she saw every colour and heard every sound…
And In the midst of it all she felt the little tingles,
that touched her from head to toe…
She closed her eyes and heard butterfly whispers,
it gave her wings in her dreams and so much more….

 

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