The Meadow

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.