Green Fields of Spring

Here I lay
In bed alone
Watching the clouds fly away
As the shades are gently being blown

Their rattling keeps me awake
While the sun rises above the horizon
My heart begins to ache
Because the distance between us has widened

Spring is starting to get warmer
The grass fields swaying in bloom
Nights are shorter, days are longer
But here I lay, confined to this room

The rains are now coming
Warm and loudly cascading
The drops come falling, drumming
As Spring is fading

Every night I dream a dream that I wish would come true
This silly dream that has long hounded me
A dream where I could be with you
Always, where we could watch the sea -- a thing that could never be

Reviews

Keep on dreaming, things often are proved while never could be, the could!
There is always hope my friend....

Your sentences are always a wood of walks to read, I enjoyed!

- Elisa

[Akira Kodama]

I feel a sense of melancholic romance while reading this; something that seems to be common within your writing(s). This also has a different kind of flow/rhyme scheme to it. I liked it. Good write.