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The Country Side (standard:poetry, 160 words)
Author: lonedoveAdded: Jan 22 2003Views/Reads: 1660/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
My way of remembering my grandmother.
 



The Country Side 

The rain came down softly like the low beat of a drum 

But then, in the far off distance 

The birds are down to a hum 

The flowers sway in the wind 

The mountain tops covered with snow 

The sun is glowing with glee 

The trees standing tall in the wind,  they're a sea of green 

The sun is all a glow 

For this is what I've seen 

But now I see no more, I just sit and listen 

There are questions to be answered 

Does the wind blow and roar? 

Does the sun still glisten? 

Are the birds still singing? 

Are the mountains still covered with snow? 

Is the sea of green still swaying? 

Is the country side still a glow? 

I need not my eyes to see 

But my memories kept alive 

There is but on key, the key to the memories 

The memories bring me happiness, happiness to me 

Is the beautiful country side 


   


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