Into the Woods
I go into the woods to find my inner peace,
since a little girl this is my own special place;
my emotions held- in the woods I can release,
each tree and each flower my spirit does embrace.
Since a little girl this is my own special place,
as I walk along I let my mind just wander;
each tree and each flower my spirit does embrace,
yes, I meander for long hours and ponder.
As I walk along I let my mind just wander,
I love each bird twittering- each creature within;
yes, I . . . meander for long hours and ponder,
and each sweet thing growing wild and free makes me grin.
I love the birds twittering- each creature within,
in winter there is a tranquility to find;
and each sweet thing growing wild and free makes me grin,
oh, love when the trees with snow and ice are entwined.
In winter there is a tranquility to find,
my emotions held- in the woods I can release;
oh, love when the trees with snow and ice are entwined,
I go into the woods to find my inner peace.
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January 7, 2019
Poetry/Pantoum/Rhyme/Into The Night
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1101-866-02
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, Into The Woods
sponsor, Silent One
First Place
Poem Of The Day - January 9, 2019
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