I looked across a field of green, not a soul could be seen
Further ahead there was a tree line of Hibiscus, palms
And of pines.
I walked across that field on this beautiful sunlit day
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A touching poem of perception of past events. Even an empty field has a story to tell. Very well-written poem, Louis! : -)