When as a young boy
I’d stroll through a meadow
Clothed with wandering sheep
Along a slow meandering brook
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What a way to reminisce! You have put it beautifully in your poem. Thank you.
Wonderful way to spend an afternoon, beautifully described. I can taste the grass between my lips. Thanks David.
Beautiful portrait of nature soothed my eyes. Great to see you here again.