Poetry & Creative Writing Poetry & Creative Writing Aug 11 Written By Mallory McDonald i see you when skies are grayin the deep dark woodswhere the children playi see you in the leaves of treeswhere the grass grows longin the ocean breezei see you in the sunshine rayson a sparkling lakein a place far awayi see you when it’s five ‘o clockthe sky is goldthe birds all flocki see you where the fireflies dancetowards the edge of the woodsi take a second glancei see you where the branches hang lowon a day in Junewhere the wildflowers growi see you when i close my eyeswhen i’m half asleepwhen the full moon shinesi see you when I first wake upthe sun streams ini pour my cupi see you when i’m unawareand i know you’re not goneyou’re everywhere- where are you? the daylilies are herethey remind me of riding my bikethat summer we fell in loveeleven years later I wonder:is it possible to preserve a feeling?so i take sharp scissors and cut their stems-daylily Mallory McDonald
Poetry & Creative Writing Poetry & Creative Writing Aug 11 Written By Mallory McDonald i see you when skies are grayin the deep dark woodswhere the children playi see you in the leaves of treeswhere the grass grows longin the ocean breezei see you in the sunshine rayson a sparkling lakein a place far awayi see you when it’s five ‘o clockthe sky is goldthe birds all flocki see you where the fireflies dancetowards the edge of the woodsi take a second glancei see you where the branches hang lowon a day in Junewhere the wildflowers growi see you when i close my eyeswhen i’m half asleepwhen the full moon shinesi see you when I first wake upthe sun streams ini pour my cupi see you when i’m unawareand i know you’re not goneyou’re everywhere- where are you? the daylilies are herethey remind me of riding my bikethat summer we fell in loveeleven years later I wonder:is it possible to preserve a feeling?so i take sharp scissors and cut their stems-daylily Mallory McDonald