Alone In the Woods
In a wooded area
runs a path seldom trod
it forks off then divides
one leads to the river bank
where beavers built a bridge
of logs, mud and stone
the water just trickles
at one end while holding
back the river water
the other leads deep into
a dense evergreen forest
filled with tiger lilies, ferns
thistles and green moss
the denseness can confuse
you can lose direction easily
if not familiar you can
become lost in the thick
undergrowth of the forest
so you had to pick your
path wisely and know your way
or get lost and wonder half the
day finding your way out
like the forest we have to see
a clear path in life and do our best
not to get lost in everyday things.
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