A Yorkshire Poet Poet Free verse

Innocence Under the Sun

The horizon of golden hue.
The air brisk with cold anew.
Fields, streams and woods beckon for us to come.
Chasing our dreams under the sun.

Twist ankles in the stream.
Create swing ropes and climb the trees.
Mud on face and caked on knees.
Joyous wonder in dappled light under the trees. 

Laughter and twinkling of bright innocent eyes.
Grazes and bruises we can not disguise.
What feelings we had when we were young.
Chasing our dreams under the sun.

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Eli Arendel December 7, 2023 at 2:05 PM This made me smile. The last lines "what feelings we had when we were young, chasing our dream under the sun" was truly the perfect ending of this poem. You are amazing! :>

Abdullah Alhemaidy October 24, 2023 at 10:57 PM Hello A Yorkshire Poet :-) Lovely write! My favorite line: What feelings we had when we were young! Have a nice day ~AA

Karen Jones October 13, 2023 at 4:22 AM This is like a time capsule of thought. How free we were as kids playing in the sun. No worries of skin cancer, sun screen, or even wasting time. The day was carefree. Good times. Great write! A Yorkshire Poet October 17, 2023 at 8:07 AM Hi Karen, Thanks very much, I’m glad that you like it. Cheers,