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Meadow

January 29, 2024
By Atuck1933 SILVER, Edmond, Oklahoma
Atuck1933 SILVER, Edmond, Oklahoma
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The smell of fresh cool dewy air fills my nose as i'm walking,

 Feeling the soft tall grass brush through my fingertips.

 I look up at the sky, 

 colors of crimson, orange, magenta, and yellow fill my eyes while the sun starts to set.

 I can see the ravishing daisies,

 Illuminated by the sunset in all sorts of different colors. 

 Bitter-dry taste fills me as I open my mouth to inhale the air. 

 I begin to skip,

 Bluebirds sing to me with the voice of angels.

 I feel the cold hard soil beneath my feet,

 getting softer as I approach a pond with still crystal water. 

 A swan as white as snow lands, 

 Causing a ripple effect that shortly comes to an end. 

 I walk to a beautiful willow tree which waves to me with its vines.

 I am happy. 


The author's comments:

A green meadow is my happy place, all five senses are touched when reading this poem. 


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on Jan. 31 at 6:19 pm
Gottagethatbag BRONZE, Edmond, Oklahoma
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Favorite Quote:
“Grief,I've learned is really just love. It's all the love you want to give but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part in your chest. Grief Is just love with no place to go.”

Nice job Ali i really enjoyed reading this. (crew)