Childhood Days
Childhood day's
Photo by Alan L Boles
Something about purity,
And innocence,
That enables a special connection
Between human life...and plant life,
A young girl's love for the forest,
Outweighed any fear,
Of the unknown,
Everyday...
Running, swinging and climbing,
Was the best..
Branches welcomed,
Like the hands of a caring parent,
Holding her safe,
She was becoming one...
With nature's kindergarten,
Forest was alive with activity,
She listening carefully,
Hearing vibrations as they drank
Water from the earth,
And signalled each other,
To keep all danger away,
Hearing them chatter,
Made her laugh,
Laughter... echoed for miles,
Fox...followed her lead,
Listening Intently
To stories,
As though he understood,
Watching...
As she played
Adventurous games,
Childhood days,
Paved the way
Into her future,
Times...she would never forget,
For the rest of her life.
Wendy Jae
(This is a true fact about trees)
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