Beautiful Forest
I find life is divine,
and in forests I entwine;
picking wild pink lupine,
it is there, I retreat . . .
Among the birds singing,
and butterflies clinging;
with arms and legs swinging,
I walk to chirps, upbeat . . .
I become so soulful,
and just leave my woeful;
then, my mood is hopeful,
but still, bittersweet . . .
And all my yesterdays,
are part of my past always;
so, in nature I gaze,
and my peace is, complete . . .
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March 18, 2018
Poetry/Verse/Beautiful Forest
Copyright Protected, ID 18-1004-901-01
All Rights Reserved. Written Under Pseudonym.
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