Walking
In the forest I walk
Alone and secluded
The wind my only companion
I follow a stream
Calm and steady
Just like a beating heart
In the trees birds sing
Sweet and melodic
Happiness in their sound
I cross a small bridge
Wooden and arched
Fairytales come back to me
Up ahead is a village
Rural and charming
The place I call home
Copyright © Katherine Pittman | Year Posted 2006
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