Scrolls

Beautiful day

Collums of gold

Laid down from the Sun

On Earth of old

Rainbowed skies

Over crystal trees

The fish in the river 

Swim with such ease

A dog's bark

A child's cry 

Lovers in laughter

But here I lie

With notebook and pen

Of  ideas and dreams

Life gone by

Papered edges stained at the seems

I have conquered so much 

Over my years

Told many stories 

Cried many tears

Trodden paths

Put down many goals 

Failed in some

Left footprints in scrolls

Watched many smiles

Shared all loves

But on this dewed grass 

I hand to the Dove

Hopes of my future 

Past wrapped in sheets

So she can take flight

And float on the breeze

Whispering my thoughts 

Amongst the Bees