Many lives have I lived upon this beautiful land of mine..
Upon fields of lush green grass and meadows of wild flora too many to name have I laughed and played with those I so loved, and under those cloudy english skies have I lain, relishing in the sunlight when it did so choose to return. Never did I much mind the days spent without its warmth, however, for often did I find myself dancing in the rain as joyously as would a witch under the moon. It was often upon this beautiful land of mine that I found myself feeling the most contentment, as well, for not only did I live amongst spirits so bright but friends of loyal heart and family even more so..it was in the birds that sang to me in the mornings and honeybees that buzzed about from flower to flower within our gardens that we often did see the beauty of life. And it was within my heart that I knew I belonged upon this beautiful land of mine. No matter how many lives I lived upon this Grand planet Earth, my bonnie english land is one I will be drawn to always for no matter the people the land itself has always welcomed me so. And so always shall I keep my return upon this beautiful land of mine...
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a collection of whimsy
Poetrya collection of heartfelt, whimsical, and ethereal writings that I create when inspired to - enjoy ♥️ Do note that some may be a bit harder to read than most, take this as a trigger warning.
