I
Under the vast sky of blue and white,
I run and dance around with my kite.
In the seashore, so serene and cool,
I sing and laugh aloud like a fool.
II
The gentle breeze that whistle on the treetops,
Warms my heart until my bleakness drops.
When night falls, like diamonds stars shine,
Watching them makes my mood rich and fine.
III
Catching the sun sets on the far end of the sea,
Brings out the whimsical side of me.
The soothing green rolling hills and meadow,
Tells my soul to dream more, never cease to grow.
IV
Moonbeams on eventide, vivid and aglow,
Beacon of pure light through shade and shadow.
Nature is a blessing from God above,
The truest and greatest sign of His love.
~~~
Frummi Jacobs
03 March 1999
YOU ARE READING
Ode to the Lost
PoetryNot a story but a collection of poems I wrote over the years. I started writing poems during my late teenage years. It served as my outlet to keep angst and anxiety at bay. Hope you'll find it therapeutic and worthy of your time.
