Gorgeous greens, bluebell blues,
rosy reds, and similar hues.
Endless sights to see,
in this place called Everfree.
This place, in my dreams it resides,
I see it whenever I close my eyes.
No matter where in this world I am,
forever, in my heart it stands.
Everfree: everything I dream of,
consists of this lovely sky above;
these wide open meadows and
this endless beach of soft sand.
I always long to be cushioned by
its velvety grass, whenever I cry.
Everfree is always a dream come true,
and I would love to share it with you.
YOU ARE READING
creation.
PoetryThis collection of poems is my way of appreciating the world around us, and attempting to put the sheer beauty and wonder of Mother Nature into words. (cover pic or other pics not mine obvi.)
