The Pond
Happiness for me
was a day at the pond
lying on the grass
surrounded by trees
whose peaks
reached as far as heaven
There i felt special
there i felt
like a child of God
in a world of peace and quit
And yet while i was lying there
i was afraid
because deep in my heart i knew
that probably tomorrow
someone else
would be lying
on that same place on the grass
and that i
had to search
for another pond
to find happiness
was a day at the pond
lying on the grass
surrounded by trees
whose peaks
reached as far as heaven
There i felt special
there i felt
like a child of God
in a world of peace and quit
And yet while i was lying there
i was afraid
because deep in my heart i knew
that probably tomorrow
someone else
would be lying
on that same place on the grass
and that i
had to search
for another pond
to find happiness
Reacties op dit gedicht
| juffie: | Woensdag, november 12, 2014 23:51 |
| ach ja, die vijver..... bedoel je peace and quiet? dat vindt men niet bij elke vijver! |
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Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Lucien Rene Odekerken | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: de redactie | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 10 november 2014 | ||
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