Whispering of the Meadows

Hello everyone, today I am bringing forth a new poem. I do gaze upon the sights of nature, and I hope you do too. Look around, the whole world awaits. I hope you enjoyed your first day of December! Here it is:

Whispering of the Meadows

The whispering of the Meadows
Like the rare Coo Coo Hah Coo
Of the morning songbirds
Fresh from the skies

The whispering of the Meadows
Charms the soul like
A siren of the great seas
It pulls me along
A Pat ta Pat
Pat ta Pat trailing beside

The whispering of the Meadows
So alive and blooming
The Fountain of Youth
City of gold
Turn, turn, turn around
A feast for your eyes
And ears alike

Meadows do whisper
Shhhh
Shhh…
Do you
. . .
Hear it too?
The world, it sings
To you

Enter its world
The Meadows await
With scents and sights
They sing for you in
The most peculiar of places

The whispering of the Meadows