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Summerland

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Go with the Wind said my friends

Rising up and ever on

The pink of morning

The sun brightly shone

Soft warmth gently lends

My feet are free but my mind is not

 

Following the wispy trail of life

Treading dust in the desert land

Setting sun in the realm of strife

Fate has dealt a steely hand

Vainly hoping my path will lead -

My heart; forever freed

 

Trailing flowers, their heads bowed low

Trumpets flared; what is this moment

Can this be the time of ebb and flow

Or is it hope, once more rent

Great is the shadow which follows my way

It stays my progress, my life is spent

 

The light is sparkling on the Rainbow Bridge

It beckons me onwards

It swirls, it encircles me

Held upon the stony ridge

I look down, then up to the rocky lee

One step more and I am home

Oh Love - I welcome Thee

 

Butterflys and light beams

Colours of Summerland

Tiny flecks of Angel dust

A study of my Dreams

Fairies swiftly fly

Make believe woven in a magical spell

What beauty, oh I sigh!

 

Shimmering crystal, golden doors

Beaded curtains hiding more

Fountains rise

Sunsets and sea-shores

Pyramids gleaming in a purple sky

A pathway winding 

Rose petals fall from unseen hands

Swallows diving

The cherished gift of a promised land

◄ Love is Blind

Was This the Plan ►

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jean lucy thompson

Sun 11th May 2014 22:52

thanx :)

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Graham Sherwood

Mon 23rd Aug 2010 20:52

I got lost half way through this JL. It seems to me to be two pieces of work. There is a lot to commend it though.

<Deleted User> (6895)

Sat 21st Aug 2010 11:09

Lovely lovely airy poem-keep them coming! best regards-Stef-xx

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