I sit still and browse
through the vast field of wheat
remembering how we first met
The big yellow sun shines
the birds sing in the far pines
I listen to their voice
giving me such strenght to rejoice
How much I miss you, how could I tell?
You're just so far away, I couldn't trace your tale
*Note:
This post is written for Mag 72 by Magpie Tales.
This post is written for Mag 72 by Magpie Tales.
12 comments:
Sweet and yearning piece! Nice...
Thank you, Tumblewords... :)
the loneliness of the wheat fields!
What a perfect poem to read on a hot summer day. The far pines...what a nice inclusion.
This is nice, but I was a little distracted by the 'u' instead of 'you' (I hope you don't mind that I mention it)
Good write Neni.
Isabel & Sioux: Thanks... :)
Other Mary: Thanks for your correction, I have corrected... :).
Great, as always :)
- Nia -
lovely this painting brought up a similar sentiment of yearning for a loved one for me
Very sweet and filled with quiet longing. Lovely
Lovely and bittersweet.
Lovely poem - touching.
Being a romantic of the highest degree I loved this tremendously. Super job.
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