Hill, Overlooking A Field Poem by james watkin
Hill, Overlooking A Field
From where missie's arm starts, to where
The butterfly wing ends
There's no telling, such playful days.
Up and down these Spring ways.
Fall back in a haze of content
In whose parents, grassed
The look, if seen, of the angels'
Watch and ward surpassed.
Of such a peacefulness consumed!
God's throne, Earth-illumed!
Saturday, January 15, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: children,butterflies,parent
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