That Day

youngandnaive

I eagerly await that day,
When I can sit down
On a rusty bench
In an unkept
Or perhaps prim garden,

 

When I can lay
On top of tall
Blades of dewy grass
In a forgotten field,

 

When I can stand
At the peak of a
Proud mountain,
The gale lifting my hair and spirits,

 

And close my eyes;
Simply sighing to myself
In utter contentment,
Because finally,
Life has fallen into place.

  • Author: YoungAndNaive (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 16th, 2017 15:32
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 30
  • Users favorite of this poem: FredPeyer
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  • Poetic Dan

    That it will writing this way.
    Inspirational words, nice job

  • FredPeyer

    Y&N, I had to make this a favorite. It is well written, but it is the subject and especially the last stanza that got me!

    • youngandnaive

      Aww thank you so much! 🙂

    • Michael Edwards

      Had to read more of your work. There is a certain naivety about it which is so captivating and which many strive to achieve and fail. I look forward to reading more in the future.



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