I was there in the tall golden grass
In endless fields of dreams
Wind swaying the grass
Sun bathing me
As I day dream of my love
Laying here in my dream land of bliss
Soaring above me a hawk
Spirit of summer sun high over me
My mind drifts to past summers
I held you so many times
Under the old oak tree
Now only the tall grasses remain to remind me of you
Author notes
Come celebrate summer with me. The total bliss of reading this will lead you to admire summer winds forever.
A contest entry
- * SUMMERTIME* by wingsofgold25.
500 points, ended June 15, 2008, 21 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Ever had a day dream under a warm summer sun?
Comments
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Hard to get that summer feeling back
Awww too bad this piece did not win anything. At least I tried. Frustrating but at least it was a good effort. -
What a beautiful read this one is! I love it! You know there is pure magic in your words here my friend!
Best of luck in this contest!
and love
Nyetta
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Oho yew I can see the tall grass and feel the cool breeze. a beautiful place to reminess of summers past.
A very impressive write.
Thank you for your entry and good luck in the contest. -
Nice introduction the dreams and swaying sentimental sets up the atmosphere. With the world in such unrest to be able to go back to a more peaceful time of confusion recharges the soul and perhaps gives strength to focus more on a peaceful future. Yet all there is to remind you maybe golden grass and whispers on the wind. Thank you for sharing your yesteryear.good luck brilliant to see you back penning,
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