When we go for a walk in the meadow If the buttercups are in bloom, she smiles Then she will lay down with them They grin back at her The bees buzz and fly away While the Sun hides behind a cloud They all know I will kiss her She sighs, but I know that she is happy Image found at www.istockphoto,com/ae.photo/teenage-girl-in-dress-in-field-of-buttercups-gm691866878-127697555
What a sweet and tender poem
ReplyDeleteThis is so romantic, Robin!❤️
ReplyDelete"They all know I will kiss her" and "I know that she is happy" I like that there seems to be a sense of knowing without the need of telling.
ReplyDeleteI love the personification of the elements- very sweet❤️
ReplyDeleteLovely to have buttercups grinning!
ReplyDeleteI love how simple and tender this piece is, a snapshot of a perfect afternoon.
ReplyDeleteThis is lovely!
ReplyDeleteI just love the thought (and mental image) of blooms smiling back. How happy they must be. And that would certainly spread.
ReplyDeletea kiss that will be remembered :)
ReplyDeleteLovely!!
ReplyDeleteAh, romance is alive!
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