A field full of dew

Debra Reay
Nov 29, 2021


Teetering on the edge of insanity

She falters aimlessly

In a field full of dew

While shadows appear, sacred

Reaching for her freedom

Yet snatched away in an instant

Her longingness to run

Through a field full of dew

She hesitates, biding her time

While her heart beats

In her chest as panic sets in

She fixes her stature

Turning on her heels

She looks fear square on

And echoing the words

I’m no longer fearful

Her freedom is found

In a field of dew

Photo Credit:Alex Hockett Unsplash



Debra Reay

Writer, Poet and survivor of childhood abuse! Author of poem's~A Child Unloved, Soul Destroyed and more recently, The little girl in yellow bows.