A solitary poppy
blooms.
Alone in the ground
with nothing around.
*
A heart shaped cloud
adorns the sky,
as birds pass it by.
*
A winding path
scattered with
forget me nots
and bench stops.
*
Grand old oak trees
nestled as far as the
eyes can see -
*
By one such tree,
a lover lays
not far away.
Waiting, holding
Wild Flowers;
hand picked.
*
A fiery red head
settles beside.
Sun beams upon
her blinded eyes.
*
Rosy red cheeks
as their eyes meet.
Kissing him as if it
had been weeks.
*
What a wonderful
summers afternoon.
Such a shame
it ends so soon.
Fast approaching
midnight's' moon.
- Erin 9th May 2017
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About the Creator
Erin Shields
27. England. Poet. I have Bipolar, BPD & Anxiety. I’ve been writing since I was 18 as an outlet for my mental health.
I also have a Ko-Fi with more of my work: https://ko-fi.com/erin
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