A Pristine Village - Me Born to Dwell Place
In verdant valleys, where wildflowers sway,
A tranquil village, where my heart stays,
A place of serenity, where love abounds,
Where laughter echoes, and memories resound.
The thatched roofs, the rustic doors,
The gentle streams, that forever roar,
The scent of earth, the warmth of sun,
A sense of belonging, forever begun.
In this haven, I took my first stride,
Where innocence bloomed, and dreams reside,
The village elders, with wisdom so bright,
Guided me through life, with love and gentle might.
As I wander through, the familiar lanes,
Memories of childhood, forever remain,
The joy of simplicity, the peace of mind,
A sense of connection, forever intertwined.
This pristine village, where I was born to dwell,
Remains forever, a part of me to tell,
A place of solace, where my heart finds rest,
A haven of love, where I am forever blessed.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
