Hidden
My feelings,
my being
One summer's afternoon
as the sun, so very high in the sky
Then a breeze comes to take me away
I see the flowers of many colors dancing
in delight
Tall grasses moving to and fro
This meadow where we lived in so much love
this meadow where two shared so much
So special to me
I will live with you tomorrow
this I do not pretend
Forever we will never end
Like the birds that sing
a loving sound
they too remain
For all the seasons known
you are my every reason
Hidden, my feelings, my being
...not from you
As it was then,
as it is now...
one summer's afternoon
Robert H. Green
©2003