My Life In Word

IN THE MEADOW

In the heart of the meadow, where wildflowers bloom,
A tapestry of colors, dispels all gloom.
Golden sunlight dances, through swaying grass,
Whispering secrets, as the gentle winds pass.

Butterflies flutter, in a graceful ballet,
Their delicate wings, carry dreams away.
Bees hum softly, as they gather their treasure,
In this sanctuary, where moments find leisure.

Birds sing melodies, in the soft morning light,
Their songs weave together, a symphony bright.
The meadow, a haven, for creatures great and small,
A refuge of peace, embracing one and all.

In this tranquil expanse, where worries cease to be,
The meadow whispers softly, "Come, be free."

Simona A. Brinson

Photo by Joel Holland on Unsplash

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