Knowing the Wood From the Trees
Waiting in the woods
Where most wouldn’t stay,
Wouldn’t wait for you,
Wouldn’t wait at all,
Is where you will find me,
With wooden words
Carved for love’s sake,
Waiting among wildflowers,
Writing and waiting, and
Knowing the wood from the trees.
Copyright © Annabelle Jane | Year Posted 2018
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