The Meadow

《 The Meadow 》

(by Robert Edgar Burns)


In the meadow of the valley,
Where wild flowers are roaming free.
There are multitudes of colors
And their backdropp forest greens.

There I sit and watch reflections
Of the clouds above the lake.
And the creatures drinking from it,
A deer, a swan, a snake.

To accentuate this beauty,
Are the mountains far away.
That rise above the woodlands,
“Look up” they seem to say.

While climbing one great mountain,
I see the meadow that’s below.
Looking even now more lovely,
Than when I was below.

So when you’re in a valley,
Looking up, you’ll want to climb.
But you’ll see that this new vision
Is no more lovely than what’s behind.

Let’s plan while on our front porch
As we both sip lemonade,
To go exploring in open meadows,
And leave behind this cooling shade!

Won’t you join me in my meadow?
Let’s delight in all we see.
And frolic in the sunshine,
As our love grows by degrees!





音乐《The Meadow Soundtrack》


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