Runnin' Through the Strawberry Fields
Runnin' through the strawberry fields
The fields of Leeganin
In the body of a little girl
Only about waist high
She wears a smooth dress that flaps in the wind
Her bright red curls bounce with her bounds
A little boy watches her
Unknowing about the future
Maybe one day they'll marry and have punnets full of children
Maybe one day she'll stomp and smother his heart like a stream of smoke
But until that fateful day, I'll sit and wait
Runnin' through the strawberry fields
Copyright © A. Ryeter | Year Posted 2020
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