Upon hearing,
'strawberries fields forever',
For the millioneth time,
Pyschedelic bliss,
Dreamy,
Somethings,
are really timeless,
Like beauty,
Even a tree,
In its majestic solitude,
Poetry,
Love,
Vibrancies,
Of a Melody,
Sweet as strawberries,
Kindness,
And,
Its fields of love,
Dreams,
With its continuum of love,
And its
Flowers,
That kiss with solemn,
And vibrant petals,
The feeling of forever,
And its dreamy petals,
And forever Itself,
Caressed with love
Reynaldo Casison