pure iowa gold

what could be sweeter
ripe golden ears of corn or
child’s buttery face?

walking through ditch grass
sun smiles on up-turned faces
dandelion gold!

cup of soothing tea
facing toward open curtains
golden warmth of sun.

6 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. ManicDdaily
    May 24, 2015 @ 06:40:18

    All sounds great! I spent a fair amount of time in Iowa as a child and remember that golden light. Thanks. K.


  2. Hannah Gosselin
    May 22, 2015 @ 21:05:51

    This warms me on so many levels, Lynn! What a beautiful poem and sweet child!! Thank you so much for this link! 🙂


  3. writerwannabe763
    May 21, 2015 @ 20:14:43

    I love your poems Lynn… so easy to picture. You’ve motivated me to write one myself sometime soon; probably not haiku though. Diane


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