Dancing in the Fields of Glee

Dancing in the Fields of Glee
By: Ethan H. Reynolds


What joy it is
To prance in the warm rays
Of the kind sun
And dance with the sea of wheat
Softly swaying in the cool breeze.

I move my calloused feet
Along the fertile earth below
To rhythms my mother sung.
She now smiles from the clouds
Proud of the many things I’ve done.

After I am finished with my day
I will make a beautiful bonfire
And sing lovely melodies
To the great night sky above.
I will then yawn and stretch
Until my heavy eyes
Prolong my stay
In the fields
Of Glee.

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