To: All
I love this little poem and thought you all might enjoy it, too.
Out in the Fields with God
by Anonymous Works
The little cares that fretted me
I lost them yesterday
Among the fields, above the sea,
Among the winds at play,
Among the lowing of the herds,
The rustling of the trees,
Among the singing of the birds,
The humming of the bees.
The foolish fears of what might happen,
I cast them all away,
Among the clover-scented grass,
Among the new-mown hay,
Among the husking of the corn,
Where drowsy poppies nod,
Where ill thoughts die and good are born--
Out in the fields with God.
131 posted on
03/24/2004 7:37:05 AM PST by
Soaring Feather
(~The Dragon Flies' Lair~ Poetry and Prose~)
To: bentfeather
Good morning Feather! I like that one a lot!
138 posted on
03/24/2004 7:45:19 AM PST by
Diva Betsy Ross
(Every heart beats true for the red ,white and blue!)
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