The Meadow

Watch the grass swish and sway. 

While all the blue birds fly away. 

Walk into the old willow tree. 

All the memories flash before me. 

I love how the sky looks at me. 

Little rabbits hop and play. 

A herd of horses gallop away. 

The whistling wind talks to all. 

Fluffy clouds bounce around. 

The grass is as green as green. 

Look all see if you can see me 

All the blue birds cheap in the old willow tree. 

There's a few yellow flowers in the big green meadow 

I do love the meadow.