Within the long grass where I lay
Amid the meadow by the stream,
I heard the gently flowing water
Over stones the sun did gleam.
On the hills that stood before me
Shadows from the clouds were cast,
I was alone but for my thoughts
And dreams that would forever last.
I pulled the seeds from grassy stems
And watched the birds up in the sky,
I felt the cool caressing breeze
Then saw a pretty butterfly.
I heard the bees on flowers where
The buttercups did dance and sway,
Beside the gently flowing water
In the long grass where I lay.
ANDREW BLAKEMORE
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/long-grass/
