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A poem

By Merrie SandersPublished 7 months ago 1 min read
Photo by Kristine Cinate on Unsplash

If home were a meadow,

the carpet would be soft and dewy.

Your eyes would sparkle under the lights and

we would have all the time in the world

with nowhere to go, nowhere to be.

No one would miss us or need us or know us

and we could count the leaves and the stars and the clouds

and wait for the hours to pass by.

We would time travel on our blanket laid out in the grass

and sing songs that only we know.

Remember nights long gone and prayers kept

and breathe in the fragrant air.

Among the flowers and hidden from view,

I hear the birds chirping overhead, chirping their morning tune.

So we'll go playing where waves crash and stories abound,

and I'll love wasting the seconds with you.

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About the Creator

Merrie Sanders

Writing for fun and as an escape from the everyday. After all, what is life for if not to create?

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