Poetry: The Fields

                              The fields

And the Bible said,

For though I am absent in body, 

yet I am with you in spirit, 

Miles down the horizon

You're there, I'm here 

The skies blessed

What we have

I've been told

To follow the rainbow

We'll hold on tight

Over troubled bridges

And thunderous heavens

Won't we?

It'll work itself out

And we'll both head home

Through the fields

Where our clouds

Of chatters were shared

Laughter lingered 

Footprints over the Earth

That fed us childhood

Will not fade 

Even with fleeting time

Neither will our hope

to run through the fields again

Like we did 

When we were young

My reflections 

reminds me of you

Promise I'll hold you 

with these palms

And everything beautiful

In our coming pages 

My dear baby brother 

Love you Jonas John Posko❤️

(Miss singing with you 🌻)

By Jessica John Posko ❤️

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