Poem

Well I was thinking, cause everyone else posts poems, why shouldnt I? So here is one of my favorites i wrote....


England

For green fields and rolling hills,
With sweet smelling pine and shady oaks,
For the quiet sheep grazing still,
My heart does yearn.

For the gentle pitter-patter of rain,
Seeping through the soft over hanging leaves,
For the grey-blue skies seen over soft terrain,
My heart does yearn.

For the winding path of the River Thames,
And the tall great buildings of London Town,
For the fashions and the culture and English names,
My heart does yearn.