It's not a poem it is an ode please dream with me as we forget the snow and wind.
ODE TO MY GRASSY MEADOW
I stare at the clouds as they pass over the sun while I lie in the grassy green meadow,
were the weeds and hay grow about me.
Taking in the sun that warms my skin to a glowing red color.
Peace creeps over me along with a couple of ants that I soon flick away.
I giggle thinking of past summer spent in the grassy meadow.
The wind blows through my hair as I sit up to watch the cows in the pasture below.
I get to my feet and go a running with no care,
through the meadow giving a couple of rabbits a scare.
Suddenly I hear a giggle that's not my own.
I look about and see a creek that's laughing at me or with me I don't know which.
As I stare at the gleaming water I hear a bird in the sky I whistle back and then I sigh,
"what a lucky girl am I to be in this grassy green meadow."
Sandy's ode
Saturday, February 24, 2007
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"Taking in the sun that warms my skin to a glowing red color."
LOL! Well, that was a very nice ode, Sandy girl. ; ) I love green grassy meadows!
~Noralee
Holy Freakiness Sanny! That was soooo cool! I loved it! Hey maybe you're better at prose than at poems! lol! Man that "ode" mad me forget about all the cold wind blowing and I just wanted to jump right into summer! It was great!
TTYL girl!
~Mellen
hey melly your poems make me wish I was a poet.
I am so happy for your family I just read about the good news! I sent you an e-mail last night did you get it? sanny
Boy oh boy wandy! you are making me thirsty for summer :( I love meadows!! they are so peaceful,
~Ems
There are enough farm kids here to understand that great feeling of when the hay wagon is full, and you have to wait a little while for someone to come and get you in the field. The sound of nature healing itself from the farming around it. The birds starting to sing again, the wind softly blowing, the wonderful smell of alfalfa drying in the sun. You can hear the grasshoppers hop to and fro. Real joy in the day of tired and sweat, Those little moments that make summer so great. Very nice Sandy. I liked your imagery.
Hey Sanny, I didn't get your email! Oh no! What happened?
we should like, make a bok of odes!! lol.. ode to beef, sannny's ode, and then we could make a bunch more odes!!! how fun!!
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