I Danced in The Meadows of Green
written by: Russell Colclough
I danced in the meadows of green, and the summer of youth was never to end. The hedgerow’s invisible songs gave tune and cheer to all among the green. I fell and rolled, yet the nettles end was my pain. I was saved! Doc leaves upon my legs held firm so magic relieved my pain, and I danced again in the meadows of green.
The golden leaves fell, and the summer was no more. I hurt and cried, the growing of demons inside. The chamber of screams in my mind, I longed for meadows of green.
Hoorar! The pain was to end as I drank from the cup to welcome my peace. And forever I dance in the meadows of green.
I am new to writing. I have only been writing for one year. I have had no education on writing, although I have always been interested in words. With family responsibilities, bringing home the bacon so to speak, I have not had the chance to write. Being the youthful age fifty eight, I am not ready for the field, so I work, and learn to write. It does take time to learn, the river flows so small, yet gains in size, it travels so far, no shortcuts along the way.
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