This is what I want ...

This is what I want ...

A Poem by Autumn Mist

I watch the golden sun rise at dawn
As it drenches the cocal clouds, now that nights gone
I skip lightly , with a merry heart
to savour the day at the very start
to feel the breeze that plays with my hair...
to revel inthe clean sweet smelling air
to walk on the earth, to lie on the grass...
to listen to the hum of the birds that pass
to fill my soul with joy, my heart with tender dreams
to be awakened gently by the touch of sun beams
to kiss the wild flowers bathed in golden hue
to sight the sparkling leaves bejeweled in dew
That compel our minds, yet innocent and free
to treasure each precious little memory to laugh and let the sound
Mingle with the joys of all creatures around
who dance in mirth and gleefully sing 
to welcome the sweet magic of spring

© 2012 Autumn Mist


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The imagery was wonderful. I was totally laying in the grass and listening to the hum of the birds. Thanks for bringing us spring

Posted 11 Years Ago


True happieness is the joy of being with one's self :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Added on December 24, 2012
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Autumn Mist
Autumn Mist

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A Poem by Autumn Mist