Soon Treasure


Soon Treasure

by Angela  Rockwood (June  2011)


Amongst the Johnny Jump-ups lay,

‘Mid golden purple hue,

The curling heads of two so fair,

Sparkling with the dew.


The drops of sun were in their hair,

Two sisters, shining gold—

And shooting through the grass beyond,

Three brothers young and bold.


Of tawny shade and brawny bone,

Together off they fly,

And peeking in on sisters, stray

With mischief in supply.


First stepping in then racing out,


Then looking closely at a bug;

Then running scatter shot!


The sweaty faces, tumbled knees,

Speak treasures far and near—

Excited yells from lofty knells

Then laughing, reappear.


While girly curls they swirly furl

And with the breezes play,

Noses in books, the dreamy looks

Of sisters far away.


The last in a tree, how graceful she,

Her secret dreams concealed—

All lost in thought, some lofty plot

Above the lowly field.


The trees and boughs are full of plows

Fanciful whingdats too.

Dark brown hair, tucked behind one ear,

Bandana streaked blue-hue.


Far giggles float and drift aloud,

While tickling, fill the ear.

The youthful sun of fun begun,

Cherished– all are here.



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