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