Forest Party

Come to me, my beloved,

Abandon all your chores,

Let us pick some flowers from the field,

Come and lay yourself here beside me,

Breathe in the sweet fragrance that envelopes the earth,

and feel the gentle wind whispering your name,

Come and collect all your flyaway thoughts in a jar,

Even those that have slipped out of your reach,

Close your mind to the noise around you,

and feel the green, green grass with your bare feet,

Come, weave a crown of flowers to rest on your head,

And let us be kings and queens in our private forest party,

with little white daisies as our only audience,

we will dance the day away

until dusk arrives

and night slowly calls in another day...

A poem by me ( I didn't set out to write this, it kind of wrote itself out)

All images from weheartit