Untitled Visions
Cold clear water lapped
against the tall green grass
from lakes filled with bass
and red and black robins
stand splashing their backs
Among green waving ferns
lying on the sandy bottoms
As mists gently tiptoe through
on silent feet in early Autumn
Bright yellow dandelions
and white daffodils dot the wilds,
as fragrances of wild rose drifts across the fields
Puffy white clouds hurry by in reply
A shiny red apple hangs alone in the sky
Three girls lay white in the sand
And snow lands gently on feet and hands
Brushed by the wind it wanders thru the night
And each one arrives clean and bright
Red ripe strawberries snuggle against bright green nests
While lazy white rabbits and big black owls rest
Orange and gold leaves float serenely by
Tracing patterns in the fading twilight
And still three girls lay white in the sand
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