What is halcyon?
Is it a laughing, splashing
Country creek,
Surrounded by grazing fields
Of contented cows?
Is it a sunny, balmy
Newport Beach,
Patrolled by fleets
Of white water craft?
It seems a foreign word,
Not of this world,
Yet possessed at one time long ago,
When we felt light,
And airy of mind.
We went to those places
To unwind.
Halcyon is missing days,
That are
No
More.
Sandi J Holland
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/halcyon-days-7/
