(Late Summer in the Meadows)
Once again I'm feeling blue
and not so true about myself
a little lost and somewhat cold
like flies of May when they get old,
like something used, like something worn
by thoughts so big that they have torn
apart my fairy tale of youth,
to open eyes for my blue truth.
(Early Spring at Sunrise)
Today I'm feeling evergreen
the storm has passed and I am keen
on music, dance and smiling friends,
on wondrous walks which know no ends.
So let us eat and drink and laugh
for time we share on winding paths
is time held dear by you and me,
green with wonders yet to see.
About the Creator
Elliot Hue
Hi all :) - I enjoy stories, poems and song. In my free time I research string theory at the University of Oxford. I'm German, Greek and Australian... and in my late twenties. Keep your head up! All the best.
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