The Meadow(Poem)

So, I no today here should be no post and a poem should be tomorrow's topic but I haven't posted over the weekend. I had planned to do my competition results but it won't allow me to copy and paste them onto the page so as soon as I figure that out I promise they will be up.

Anyway, onto the poem which I composed walking home from school earlier on my phone.

As I sit here

Where the wind blows

A meadow surrounds me

As the daisies grow

My life is an empty canvas 

Waiting

Waiting to be filled with the memories of us

 in the meadow

I pick some daisies

I make a chain

To wrap around your wrist

and stay there forever

This is where the chance lies that

there will be tomorrow,

today is our last to be

and I'm here in my meadow

A deer roams free

walking through the entwining trees

Where it can follow it's heart 

Unlike me

I take a deep breath

like it is my last

and reach for where my sketch book lies

filled with the stories of our time in our meadow

Sketching a picture of the young deer

with it's light brown coat

I wonder if someday there's a chance

my life will be something like it

FREE

A rose bush is growing in the corner

which runs onto an open pathway

where one day we'll leave through that gate

and leave our meadow forever

So, as the rain starts to pour

it brings a tear to my eye

as I realize

we will never leave our meadow,

my meadow,

the meadow

I hope you like it and that it made some sense to you!

By the way, this means there may not be a post tomorrow unless I can get the competition results up. Who knows though? Knowing me I will find something, somehow to blog about.