The Meadow Comments

Without a doubt this poem touches on my own yearning for being outside. Its the only place that makes me feel good.

This means a lot to me, I live on the outskirts of a city where their are many areas of wide meadows, now development is changing that and altering everything. This poem represents everything we are loosing in the way of development

The price of progress...but the memories remain. They always do. Beautiful poem

Sweet meadows of memory! How we cherish memories of things gone past, yet how vividly we can visualize them, when those happy memories abound. A great nostalgic write!