In Green Pastures

My mind
floats free

My soul
like a lambkin

My heart
like a dove

My feet
running far

My hand
reaching out

Author's Note

XXX 12/27/12

Reviews

[Becca Bishop]

I have no idea whatsoever about what a lambkin is, but I loved this :D It reminds me of a poem I had to write in fifth grade about who I was back then. I think I failed it....yeah, that sounds like me. This is so simple yet...what's the word I'm looking for? Awesome? Spectacular? FREAKING AMAZING????!!!! I don't know, you'll just have to pick. Great job on this :D :D :D

[Phillitup]

Thanks! I'm glad you liked this! A lambkin is basically a lamb or a baby sheep.

[Becca Bishop]

Uh huh....so do you often feel like a baby sheep?? Just wondering. Sometimes I feel like a man-eating shark or an extremely tall rug....hmm....I've got some issues. Oh well :D :D

[Phillitup]

:)

[disheveledApathy]

Reaching out for what, I wonder? Beautiful poem, just like a dream.

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i remember those pastures.
glory, glory...

[Phillitup]

:)