Someday, I shall rest my head
upon the weeping cherry blossoms
that have fallen from the heavens
I'll dream of butterflies
in the meadow
But, for now I'll continue to run
through golden dandelion fields as
washes away, all of the pain
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Meridian (184.108.40.206) -- Saturday, May 1 2004, 02:30 pm|
I enjoyed your art-like poetry! I can see the images in your lovely poem. Dandelion fields, cherry blossoms, and butterfiles dancing in the meadow, is one great description!!
Have fun Stacey!
|jim (220.127.116.11) -- Monday, May 17 2004, 06:26 pm|
hey stacey...good to see u still writing, cya.
|G.F. (18.104.22.168) -- Sunday, June 20 2004, 05:06 am|
Meridian stole my words and thoughts on this piece. I honestly have to say this was a pleasure to read. Thank you (for everything) Stacey.
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