The Meadow Comes Alive

The meadow comes alive, dressed in colors, remembering times when love was newly sweet, with warm red sunsets embracing lovers whispering old secrets without conceit, while daisies dance in the balmy breezes, and bluebells sing their gladsome summer songs; wild grass beneath the lovers boldly teases now or never, love must win before the dawn of a new day with rules of etiquette that keeps every role of life in order- poor and rich and all who are relevant- to live and work beneath the feudal arbor. The golden rays of sunset say to run before your new-found love can be undone!