The Meadow
By Jessica P
Published 29 September 2022
Swirling clouds amidst the vast blue sky,
Like fuzzy balls of wool.
Towering trees surround me,
Their pale green leaves fluttering to the ground.
As I lay down on the soft blades of grass,
It feels like I’m floating on a cloud.
Flowers of purple and yellow bloom all over the meadow.
In the distance, I can hear the sound of rushing water,
And I imagine a cool blue river, flowing rapidly across the land.
As I lay here, in this mysterious meadow,
I feel warm, safe and happy.
Birds are perched in the tall trees,
Chirping and singing their beautiful songs.
As I sit here, in this meadow, time slips away.
The sun begins to set behind the clouds,
And the sky turns into a swirling mix of pink, red and yellow.
All the birds fly back to their nests,
And the flowers begin to close,
I wonder when I will be able to return,
To this beautiful meadow.