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My poem of England


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Here it goes, its not a mindblowing as some of the other poems I've read here, but post your thoughts as I am an aspiring poet

Canterbury Fields
Lifted, mind and spirit floating away; soaring away
Detached like a ship from the harbor
Cool air whispering silence to my ears
The green pastures below me, old gates and fences rest innocently below me
I see the small towns below me slumbering, quiet
I realize I'm in heaven, the heaven I've always wanted
The endless beauty make my eyes water.
So green so lush and never ending,
Infinity is this
Forever is this
Timeless is this
In Canterbury's where the fields are green
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