Sunshine And Green Fields Poem by RIC BASTASA
Sunshine And Green Fields
it will never be boring
the same sun shining
on the same green field
and the same man
sitting under the same
tall tree watching
a day go by
like it is the last
day of his life
sunshine touching
his face like the hands
of a remembrance
green fields appeasing
him like some
souvenir from
a far away
memory
and there is this wind
always whispering
to his ears:
wait for me
i am coming.....
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