Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 30
In my dreams I was sat in a peaceful, sunny place
The light was perfect , you could feel the essence of nature
The warmth and pleasure were immense
In this dream I began to walk and came upon a lake
I was content to dabble my fingers in the water
Silken strands running between my fingers
I was in awe of the beauty of this landscape
The lush green grass tickled my feet as I wandered about
The smell of sweet meadow hay and the buzzing of the bees
Gave this place a charm all of its own
Too soon I was woken from my dream
I lay there in bed with a stray sunbeam shining
On my face, enveloped in a feeling of blissful warmth

© L Conway 2020
Lisa Conway
Written by
Lisa Conway  51/F/Uk
(51/F/Uk)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems