Deep in the meadow, under the willow,
a bed of grass, a soft green pillow.
Lay down your head, and close your sleepy eyes,
and when they open, the sun will rise.
Here it's safe. Here it's warm.
Here the daisies guard you from every harm.
Here your dreams are sweet, and tomorrow brings them true.
Here is the place where I love you.
Deep in the meadow, hidden far away
a clock of leaves, a moonbeam ray.
Forget your woes, and let your troubles lay,
And when again it's morning, they'll wash away.
Here it's safe. Here it's warm.
Here the daisies guard you from every harm.
Here your dreams are sweet, and tomorrow brings them true.
Here is the place where I love you.
~ Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games
14 comments:
Awww.... am a fan of the poem and the book! I can always count on you to make my Sunday!
I haven't read the book yet, but it's on my list. The poem and the beautiful photo did come at a good time though, given how messy, frozen and slushy everything is outside right now. I also liked the expression "a clock of leaves."
ohh what a lovely poem!!! Loved it, it's been such a while since I have last such a soothing melodious rhyme.
It's taken away my whole day's fatigue.
Thank you, Relyn for sharing it, will share this beauty :)
How beautiful.
Have a soulful Sunday
Love Jeanne
Visions of summer and warmth.
A wonderful poem, and this photograph is just beautiful, Relyn.
I hope you've had a great weekend!
Sooo beautiful! Love the photo, too.
And the theme song, Safe and Sound, just won a Grammy.
Have a beautiful week!
xo
oh i can feel the warmth
from the sun on my back
and the smell of the grasses
fill my head
with sweet sunny comfort:)
thanks for this lie down
in the meadow with you,
Jennifer
This is lovely.... Would you believe I've not read the book?! ;o) Happy Valentine Week, Relyn ((HUGS))
The words took me there...of course I loved the book and the movie. I long for a field of flowers right now, instead of a yard of brown mud!
The words, oh so sweet. I can just imagine laying in this meadow, in those beautiful flowers with warmth all around. A wonderful way to let the cares of the day wash away.
I certainly wish I was looking at this meadow right now - the poem is a perfect match. Thank you for this glimpse of spring to come!
So lovely. Sigh.
And speaking of love . . . Happy Valentine's Day to you, my friend! ♥
It's a Saturday now, as I catch up, but we have sunshine for the first time in weeks ... the poem is new to me, and feels so fresh and hopeful for Spring and summer ...
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