The Nature of life 

 

Do you remember the sunflowers
in the plush fields beyond the pines 
under the old oak tree 
where the children played 
around the rosy

 

Where they looked up at the sky 
and saw the animals tramping by

as they climbed up so high

 

Do you remember how that old one 
would whistle her songs of teaching 
through her leaves while directing 
the wind to tickle the flowers 
making them release their puffy nightingales 
into the twilight hours

 

Do you remember the lights 
that drifted in and out 
like winking stars 
floating above the inviting streams 
of sound resonating off the moon lit pond 
where the ghost gently sprinkled squabs dew 
on the blades of green warriors 
who fought never ending battles 
against the rays of sun lit days 
where nothing but peaceful splendor 
enveloped everything 

and it made you remember one thing 
it made you remember to smile