A Country Girl In Love

You don’t have to go to the dale
To find her playing with a butterfly;
She would hide from you
As she is young and shy;

You can’t see her among trees and bushes
For she does not stay in a place;
Just track down her in fields
On her head she has done a new lace;

She may be on the hill, sitting on stone
And staring at the sky in a pensive mood;
She has been going there to watch
The flitting clouds since her childhood;

Yonder at the edge of dale you can see
Her squatting by the river side playing;
With sands, snails and pebbles
Watching the boats as they go down gliding;

Sometimes I watch her lithely tread
The narrow paths across the desolate field;
Her eyes looking for someone
Where the green crops wild flowers yield;

She is lost in herself and wanders through
Vales, forests, hills and hot desert;
Singing, dancing, laughing and murmuring
No one knows what is in her heart;

Sometimes they think she has met
Someone somewhere in those lonely lands;
Who fell in love with her and promised
To return and would ask her for her hands;

by Tiku akp

Comments (91)

Very picturesque and visual- you can almost see this girl playing with butterflies and staring pensively at the sky in the wild meadow! Very transportive to another place far away from the urban aggression.
THE WHOLE WORLD HAS READ IT I WONDER HOW I ALONE MISSED IT BUT SAD NO ONE CAME TO HOLD HER AGAIN HOW I WISH I WAS YOUNGER NOW SHE MUST BE A GROWN UP DAUGHTER NICE AKP WHY HAVE U STOPPED READING ME
What a picture you have painted so wonderfully. I hope she finds her love.
A gem of a poem indeed. Loved all stanza of it. A girl harbouring a dream, lost in the bountiful nature.
One will always have hope to find their mate and while waiting, just enjoy life. A delightful read. Thank you.
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