I remember the straw fields <br />(When I was young) , <br />Shimmering and glimmering <br />In the sun. <br /> <br />Their golden blades <br />Embraced a world <br />Of innocence, <br />Where dreams unfurled. <br /> <br />As children, there, <br />We happily played. <br />Jumped, ran, <br />And simply laid. <br /> <br />Absorbing the warmth <br />Of the sun. <br />Those golden fields <br />Were so much fun. <br /> <br />© 2009 W. Salley<br /><br />Walterrean Salley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/golden-fields/
