Green Grass And Clover Poem by Jayne Louise Davies

Pretty flowers everywhere,
Paint the scene of beauty there,
Butterflies that dance so gently,
So delicate right there before me,
In the clear morning sky,
I look up, as birds fly by,
And wonder if you're looking over,
This precious place, of green grass and clover.
This is where I think of you,
Here amongst the morning dew,
Dreaming dreams of pastures new,
I so wish you were here.

Jayne Louise Davies