Chapter 6 - sunshine in the "rabbit park"
Submitted April 2, 2016 Updated April 2, 2016 Status Incomplete | Time for the annual poetry challenge. :) Let's see if I last the whole month.
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Chapter 6 - sunshine in the "rabbit park"
Chapter 6 - sunshine in the "rabbit park"
Pale and clear and new
Below the hill,
I’ve watched you coming
To announce the day.
I’ve held my father’s hand and felt a thrill
As your pink and yellow banners banish gray.
But sometime in the noon I’d like to come
On a picnic or a lark,
Holding hands with friend or love,
When the air is bright and blazing blue
And there’s no trace of dark,
And bask in the warmth of your eye above.
Or in the evening I could tread alone
Among deep shadows tiger-striping gold,
And drink the light which gilds both tree and stone,
And wait on that hill for the day to grow old,
The moon to show a face of bone.
Below the hill,
I’ve watched you coming
To announce the day.
I’ve held my father’s hand and felt a thrill
As your pink and yellow banners banish gray.
But sometime in the noon I’d like to come
On a picnic or a lark,
Holding hands with friend or love,
When the air is bright and blazing blue
And there’s no trace of dark,
And bask in the warmth of your eye above.
Or in the evening I could tread alone
Among deep shadows tiger-striping gold,
And drink the light which gilds both tree and stone,
And wait on that hill for the day to grow old,
The moon to show a face of bone.
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