Peaceful field
Flowers set ablaze
Horse of fire galloping past the trees
Nimble and free
Whispering in my ear
Trees of fire
Fields of gold
A wonderful sight to behold
Wait for me behind the barn
I will take you back in time
Back before this rhyme
So you can see the trees of flame
And the fields of gold
Like a dream, he faded away
I didn't see him 'till the next day
As bright as the flaming sun
He walked up to me
His eyes f soot
His hooves of dark coals
His mane of rising flame
He closed his eyes and let out a sigh
Everything went bright
He was right
There were fields of gold
And trees of flame
It was Fall
author's note:
i have no idea where i got the idea of fall for this poem, it was the end of the school year and i should have been thinking about beaches and swimming... but my mind works in strange ways biggrin
i guess i thought of how peaceful fall was and how easy it felt to write about it. i hope you enjoyed reading this and please comment this entry about your thoughts n my mad writing skillz xd just be sure to leave supportive comments... my ego is easily wounded 3nodding
... this author's note is beginning to be longer than the poem itself sweatdrop
im gonna stop typing now...
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