Oh, It Feels So, Good
To stretch out my arms, legs and breath
Touched, by the last, of the Summerís breeze
I can look upon the valley, as if, I were a King
With soft caresses, the summer, says farewell
What was green, is now turning gold
Yet, I do not feel, winterís cold
I thank you lord, for giving me
The treasure of this moment, here a lone, but free
If, it be your will, that you end my presence here
I want you to know, life has been a thrillÖ,
Thank you lord for loving me and thank you lord
For loving me enough, to let me, rest upon this hill
Oh, It Feels SO Good.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Terrie* (22.214.171.124) -- Saturday, October 11 2003, 09:40 pm|
this was sooo sweet & touching...i just love your poetry Martin...you always win me over, by allowing me to enter your soul an experience what you felt for that precise moment with each movement of your pen...you express yourself so well...thank you for the quantum leap...
|martin Vann (126.96.36.199) -- Sunday, October 12 2003, 02:58 pm|
Thank you, sometimes my pen has been known to leap right off the page and leave the reader wondering, what is this about.
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