There was a merry little place <br />I used to know <br />It is where the sun show's it's face <br />And it is where the bruised go <br /> <br />It is where a blanket of blue covers things <br />The trees stand smartly and grass blissfully <br />It is where a bird on a tree beside the stream sings <br />And it is where a little girl played gracefully <br /> <br />She played as merrily as spring <br />Watching the ripples in the clear stream <br />Searching for a tune to bring <br />To give life to a near future's dream <br /> <br />Another time I saw the winter's coronation <br />She weeps her heart out near the steam <br />Amidst her isolation nature is her consolation <br />She keeps hope in her woeful hear which is to scream <br /> <br />Her dream has died <br />They never knew to encourage <br />But still she tried <br />It is all woeful wasted courage <br /> <br />Yet another tomorrow I beheld sorrow <br />This time the demise of a life time's bliss <br />The stream went on, the birds song was hollow <br />Without the rhyme of an innocent's wish <br /> <br />In the grass was another unfortunate's demise <br />In the arms of her best friend <br />Maybe she has seen enough of those wise <br />The sinners and judges of the life's amend <br /> <br />I came back again to embrace the solitude <br />She is gone forever <br />I am jealous of a sinner's attitude <br />Aimlessly i roam with nothing to endeavor <br /> <br />Nature did preach her the way <br />maybe she misunderstood the say <br />A breeze must fade away <br />There is time away from today<br /><br />vittal vandavasu<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-girl-beside-the-stream/
