Can I live in a meadow?
Stretching out around me like welcoming arms
Maybe a little house atop a hill
I'd keep generous chickens
I'd keep their eggs in my pantry and live off that
A soft bed, a frying pan
A washing machine
And not much else
I'd have guests often
Or never
Could I live under a green sky?
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Author:
Hedy (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Inspired by a video of someone painting an abstract art piece.
- Category: Sad
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Comments2
Always the wonder of creativity.
Nice message.
Oh yes please let me visit!
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