A shadow box is in the windows of my heart
In a picture of promises of us never being apart.
Our moments of sharing from a fruitful harvest
A spring love is when all the robins goes to nest.
A wondering jew circles a vine around my two feet
When my child likes to climb and play its her treat.
With her curly brown hair she blossoms in the sun
There's labor on the farm and work to be done.
A basket of apples for cooking to make some pies
At times there's tears of joy that makes me cry.
This child of mine is a true blessing in my world
A wonderful gift the Lord has given my little girl.
(c) Johanna Fields 06/09/08
About Me
- Johanna Fields
- Hayti, Missouri, United States
- The clover patch became a refuge for me as a small child. The green leaves would keep me happy for hours. That's where I got lost, it was only God and I sorting in a world of my own through the leaves one by one, looking for the charm of good luck and that was where I met my love 'Poetry'.
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