In the field , were flowers bloom and meadows flutter light . Were Larkspurs, Daisy , Lily and Roses take in the light . Were the sun shines brightly beyond the rugged gates. And trees rise proudly to see the sun .
When clouds are fluffy and light and taste like cotton candy . Were trees leaves sway all day. when dew falls on the grass I sit back and relax . My little garden by the door , I hope and can have another. With marigold , sorrel , oranges too .
This is my island and this is my home . May God bless us as we roam over the mountains and the hills . May God be with us and do his will.
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Poems of Life
PoesíaPoems over Poems , while they may not make sense to some .It shows me differ aspects of life .
