A warm Summer's Day

 

The feeling of a warm summer’s day

 

It feels so nostalgic

 

The birds chirp and sing

 

The deer’s are prancing

 

The foxes are dancing among the trees

 

She stands there, hidden between the big oak trees

 

Her sun dress flowing

 

She reaches her hands towards the sky

 

She tries to grasp what her spirit can’t

 

Can’t you hear them?

 

All around, they can be found

 

Don’t you see them?

 

A cold shiver runs through her spine

 

This feeling so familiar

 

So nostalgic

 

How did this end up to be?

 

The humming of cicadas

 

Far from her

 

Hidden in the trees

 

Fills the void of being lonely

 

Looking left

 

Looking right

 

They surround her

 

The feeling of a warm summer’s day

 

So nostalgic

 

So torn

 

She reaches her hand out again

 

Hoping

 

Wishing

She could be free again

They would set her

Author's Notes/Comments: 

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Always o.k.

welcome to post poems.

 

Summer's Song

 

Spring threatens to take charge

winter protests at the two

minute warning.

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Smug summer is nostalgia

on the timeline alias

inevitability. Approach

Jazzy June. Sunlight

turns into green recollections

of before spring, before autumn,

before snowfall.

 

Stella L. Crews

02-21-16

734a

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Awww

Thank you and that poem is awesome :)

 

I am guessing that is your poetry? :)


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