A Lonely Girl
I wandered the forest alone -
the cool my cloak,
with touch the sky trees my cathedral and haven.
and birds singing a symphony.
The forest was full of wonder and awe,
for a lonely girl with raven hair.
The streams rippled over time worn rocks-
and wildflowers grew,
and nature wrapped her arms around a sad girl.
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September 14, 2019
Written for the contest, Life
sponsor, Ironic Zink
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2019
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