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In The Field
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Early Poems - HS Project
Have you ever simply lain
Upon a field of cool green grass?
Felt its texture with your hands?
Its borders pinch
Like fine thin glass,
Its smell so clean
Perfumes the air,
Touching your body
With soft scented hands
While the sun so gleams
Upon your skin so fair.
Close your eyes and hear the land
That rests your curves,
As you lie there
With thoughts so far from this world
For which you just don’t care,
Have you ever simply lain
Upon a field of cool green grass?
