A Meadow Green

I'll walk a green meadow in vibrant spring,
to find peace among a world of the living
I'll listen to feathered creatures that sing
and be ever thankful for their giving

I'll capture red sunset with quiet eyes
and lay in soft green grasses with dreams
I'll watch the round sky where sun and moon rise
and rest beneath gold light of both their beams

I'll come to know peace in this green meadow,
from a breeze where silent movement is found
I'll measure the time when the heart beats slow
and treasure calm filtering through their sound

I'll search for the humming of a bee's wing
Find fragrance from each flower it can find
I'll enjoy all the life this meadow will bring
and find beauty that can open the mind

3/22/15
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Dietrich Avatar
April 6, 2015 at 4:57 PM
gosh, this is a real beauty. Was it in the most beautiful poem contest? If not, it should have been. I love it!
Parker Avatar
April 6, 2015 at 6:52 PM
Andrea this is for the contest..it's spring show me the green
Deschler Avatar
April 1, 2015 at 7:35 PM
This is a lovely poem, Frederic. The beautiful imagery just creates a calm, relaxing atmosphere... I grew up living out in the country and I still enjoy the simple pleasures it provides.
Parker Avatar
April 6, 2015 at 6:53 PM
thank you Kelly, it seems you are a nature lover like myself
Duggan Avatar
March 30, 2015 at 1:58 AM
Frederic what a lovely write, I do love to read these poems on the colour green as there are so many shades of green, especially over here, take care..........Vera...........
Parker Avatar
April 6, 2015 at 6:54 PM
thank you Vera for your kindness
Buck Avatar
March 22, 2015 at 6:47 PM
Frederic: This work is a time machine. It took me back to the 40's. As a boy, I to lived in this picture you paint. Thank you so much for sharing. oldbuck
Parker Avatar
April 6, 2015 at 6:57 PM
the 40's..your older than me then, I was born when the 50's started, and yes there was still plenty of open land back then
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