More poetry

via Daily Prompt: Winsome


The sun glimmers and showers us with light

as the grass and flowers rise from the earth

The fields provide oh so much mirth

running thru them as if in flight


Our time here is full of love

but also full of toughness and hate

In struggle and pain we all can relate

Until such a time as we go above


Physically our beauty will fade

in our hearts and mind it remains

As the passage of time reminds us of our stains

Until the end when we are forever laid


To earth our essence will seep

for the grass to feed and renew

the circle is complete and it begins anew

and ourselves lost in the deep.


Edward Leeming 07/01/2018




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