The Meadow
Tall honey- tinted grass
Sweet-scented wildflowers
Kaleidoscope of colors.
Balmy warm air
Slow darkening sky
As the dim night falls.
Moon so luminous
Stars so shimmering
Hours of darkness have come.
Slow approaching radiance
As the dawn breaks
Light creeps over the earth.
Warm sunlight hours
Have finally arrived
Sun-kissed meadow so bright.
The meadow so hushed
The day is gone
Light retreating gently away.
Copyright © Rebecca Nichols | Year Posted 2007
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