“Shine on little sister.
When the wind blows by.
The light hits the willows,
And the ravens cry.
The owls stayed snug and tucked in the wood.
Waiting for the night,
As a hoot owl should.
Feet running by in the hot summer sand.
Nature girl glowing,
In the Promised Land.
Past the first soft field.
A farmer’s life ,
On a tractor wheel.
Shine on little sister.
Taste the rain from the sky.
Listen to the wind as it moans and it cries.
The clouds rolled by and I understood.
I kept silent measure as an angel seed should.
Knots on trees and the clovers green.
Were the prettiest things,
I had ever seen.
I glistened in the glow of a strawberry field,
Smelling the soil of a tractor till.
Shine on little sister,
In the memories there.
Where all was good.
And all was fair.
Written by Lucia Sullivan ♥ Copyright 2018 all rights reserved
I AM A CLAIRVOYANT, POET, WRITER, AND SEER. I BELIEVE ALL THINGS ARE MOVING TOWARDS THE LIGHT. I LOVE MUSIC, DANCING, BOATING, NATURE, AND ANIMALS.