Beside the Stream
Close your eyes, I'll take you down a country lane
Leading to a stream where crystal waters flow.
Can you hear the song thrush sing his sweet refrain?
Do you feel the golden sunshine's warming glow?
Often in my childhood years I would remain
Carpeted by lush and verdant grass below.
Tranquil sounds of summer sweeping over me,
Colourful imagination running free.
02/02/19
'My Place Multi-Part Easter Prizes Poetry Contest'
Sponsored by Carolyn Devonshire
Copyright © Wendy Watson | Year Posted 2019
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