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Summers Hill
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Summers Hill |
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RedStoneEB Senior Member
since 2003-06-08
Posts 772uk 
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summers hill held out her hand so full of colour and life Roses, grass, and daffodils wait kiss of warmth and light Scattered down beneath the ground lost souls lay bounded. Unseen tomb of frail hopes and dreams reach out To comfort dying crushed petals the children play above and linger in the beauty Destroying all that age laid out. Dancing with crumbling statues of warriors unnamed in time Engraved aged names worn out Once stood these men so full of blood and pride Their lasting wish to be remembered through the passing ages. Now all the children see is elven eyes sat upon the real tales And pixies on the flowers of many fragrant scents Then dragons from the clouds above burning all of them Not brave young men that died unknown. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Dear Lee, this is beautiful! You caught the atmosphere so well. Children know instinctively what really counts .... death is not perceived as the end. There are new beginnings, always. Love, Margherita |
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Juju Member Elite
since 2003-12-29
Posts 3429In your dreams |
This is a great poem. I looved the theme and the mood. Always a fan, Juju |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
This is one of your finest! Fantasy with a dash of realism thrown in for good measure! Your imaginative and creative mind is a beautiful thing to behold!  Good to read you again, Lee!  Linda |
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