The Woods
Quiet woods…
With sunshine filtering through the leaves,
A lovely spot to refresh the soul,
And lift our cares,
As we feel the soft breeze.
God, the master artist
Created this lovely place.
Where we can come in solitude,
And our cares and sorrows
Can be erased…
Copyright © Betty Harp Butler | Year Posted 2016
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