It's Only Out In The Fields We Are Seen Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

It's Only Out In The Fields We Are Seen



Along the field as we are seen.
Tomorrow now is here.
Where once we stood they now are near.
Our path of yesteryear.

Love she says hello to hide a single tear.
And clover was so sweet upon the tounge.
Looking back in the flowered field.
That feild was full of dreams.

Wednesday, April 8, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: flowers
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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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