The Lonely Field

The sea of purple and green

It swallows anybody that enters

The tall grass covers all things seen

But there’s one small spot right in the center


The spot where you can see nothing more

But little purple flowers and tall, tall grass

This can make your heart sore

For anyone that will pass


You can’t see a horizon, nor people or homes

Nor any animals, birds or even bees

Nor any bubbles, water or foam

Shockingly, there aren’t even trees


How you get inside, nobody knows

But once your in, you can’t get out

Just you and the wind that blows

There’s no point in crying or giving a shout


The blades of grass dance in the breeze

The flowers tumble around

It’s always warm and sunny, you won’t freeze

You’ll feel so lonely, you can’t make a sound

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