Jennifer Kaechele is rising sixth grader at Herbert Hoover Middle School who loves to write. When not writing, she likes to play the violin and to read.
“Walking around the field of flowers, I see the beauty
lies in everything that I don’t see.”
Beauty
Lies
In
Fields
Of
Flowers
Shining
In
Sunny
Meadows
Walking around the field of flowers, I see the beauty
lies in everything that I don’t see. All the light
in the air. All the effervescent joy I can feel.
Fields of poppies wave around me, happy in the sun.
I could live forever here, in this noble field of
Flowers. I would die happy. I would rise so grand,
shining like the orange petals I can see all around
in this field, my heaven, my world, everything I want.
Sunny streaks alight my skin, and I lie down in
the grass and the poppies, dreaming of my blissful meadows.
Walking the field, I see the beauty
in everything that I see. The light
in the air. Joy I can feel.
Poppies wave around me in the sun.
I could live here, this field of
Flowers. I die happy, would rise grand,
Like the orange petals I see all
This field, my heaven, everything I want
Streaks alight skin, and lie down in
The poppies, dreaming of my blissful meadows.
I see the beauty
in everything I see.
Joy I can feel.
Poppies wave around me.
could live, field of
Flowers. I die happy,
Like the petals all
This field, I want
Streaks alight, down in
The poppies, blissful meadows
I see the beauty it’s clear.
in everything I see, crystal beauty.
Joy I can feel, in the wind.
Poppies wave around me, all together.
could live, field of beauty, happiness,
Flowers. I die happy, I blessed.
Like the petals, all falling deaths.
This field, I want thrive forever.
Streaks alight, down in this land.
The poppies, blissful meadows, the end.
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