in a field of green
where the wild flowers rise
i lay thinking
a butterfly swiftly passes by me
so much like my life
no destiny
the memories of a time
float across my eyes
when happiness came easy
i can almost smell the sweet aroma
of contentment
tears streaming down my cheeks
i sit upright
realizing now that i will never hold
euphoria again
i died that day not knowing
who i was
i died that day not knowing
lady time was on my side
i died that day
not knowing the field of green
at which i laid my head
belonged to me


© AJOHNSON