bright things,
glisten and shimmer
in the corner of my eye
little fairy wings
flit and flutter
in the outer circle
of my sunny day sky
my oak and acorn
plant seeds in the sunshine
no hope for sadness
no room for forlorn
today is bright
daffodils and roses
happy faces, happy poses
small sloppy kisses
and large heartfelt ones too
the last days of summer
shining, shining through...
dappled sun ...
green grass too,
we all lay down,
soak the heat
from the ground
happy to, look for fairies
and pixies, and gnomes,
lady bugs, inch worms, skinks
and grasshoppers too.....
dragonflies hover
and race the wind
butterflys, flutter
art on the wing
and in the tree
the kookaburras chuckle
the magpies warble
wrens chatter
these are memories
although, destined to be lost
these are memories that matter
these small things and lazy days
are the backbone of our lives
holding us upright in times of strife
giving us grace to cope, with the darkside of life
these bright things, lead us home.....
Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 7:51 AM UTC
bright things,
glisten and shimmer
in the corner of my eye
little fairy wings
flit and flutter
in the outer circle
of my sunny day sky
my oak and acorn
plant seeds in the sunshine
no hope for sadness
no room for forlorn
today is bright
daffodils and roses
happy faces, happy poses
small sloppy kisses
and large heartfelt ones too
the last days of summer
shining, shining through...
dappled sun ...
green grass too,
we all lay down,
soak the heat
from the ground
happy to, look for fairies
and pixies, and gnomes,
lady bugs, inch worms, skinks
and grasshoppers too.....
dragonflies hover
and race the wind
butterflys, flutter
art on the wing
and in the tree
the kookaburras chuckle
the magpies warble
wrens chatter
these are memories
although, destined to be lost
these are memories that matter
these small things and lazy days
are the backbone of our lives
holding us upright in times of strife
giving us grace to cope, with the darkside of life
these bright things, lead us home.....
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