Come to the fields full of flowers,
And the sunsets full of radiance and light .
Come to the ranch,
Where the sweetest strawberries grow.
Come to the farm,
Where the hay is thick and warm.
Come again to the porch,
Where the rustic rocking chair has faded.
Come again to the woods,
Where the oak and redwood grow.
She said to follow the path,
That winds down the
Follow the trees that
Twist and turn.
You will come again.
Author Notes: My inspiration to write this poem was the warm and enlightening feeling of summer. Although summer is almost over, I wanted to create a poem that would capture all of my feelings. Have a great day!