a/n I found this poem burried deep in my poem file. It was written in February 24, 2006. I guess I feel indifferent about this one, but I hope you enjoy it anyways. :)
Idyll
Under the shade of the old oak tree I would sit by the stream to see the fishes swim Happy little fish, swimming to and fro going nowhere in particular I would lie on the bank of the stream and listen to the gentle trickle of the water gliding over the rocks
Under the shade of the old oak tree I would spot a red bird flying overhead perhaps on her way to gather food I would listen to her lovely tune as she flitted in the air flying from here to there
Under the shade of an old oak tree where I would spend many days I would ponder of life I would ponder of love and what dreams shall await me When I once again, drift off with the gentle rustle of the breeze
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"Our mothers and fathers held us close to their hearts and they promised 'One bright and shining day my children, we will triumph in battle. One bright and shining day my children, we will give you back your wings.' " - PL: S&W
"Our mothers and fathers held us close to their hearts and they promised 'One bright and shining day my children, we will triumph in battle. One bright and shining day my children, we will give you back your wings.' " - PL: S&W
"Our mothers and fathers held us close to their hearts and they promised 'One bright and shining day my children, we will triumph in battle. One bright and shining day my children, we will give you back your wings.' " - PL: S&W
