By: Nick Michael Parr
There was a sea of green.
Behind me, trees and shrubs.
A gentle breeze
Touched summer's mane
Lightly waving.
A bright blue heaven
Adjourned with its crown
Shown beams of light drifting slowly down.
A melodious choir,
Bright chirps and whistles
Reach my ears
Through the forest's sharp thistles.
A lake, lightly lapping
Somewhere in the wood,
And a loud brash tapping
From a bird, dressed in his red hood.
Suddenly, starlings swoop and swing.
They dance in the air and they sing.
This place, this scene, this medley,
It is a comprehensive remedy.
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Poems from the Young in Mind and Soul
PoésieThis book will be a compilation of poems from me and others. Poetry is such a beautiful form of writing, and I would love to see it become loved by more people. If you would like a poem of yours to become part of this book, then you may submit it...
