Talia Hill Poet Rhyme

Out of the Country

Down old dirt roads, in the densest woods,
Along banks of winding rivers;
Echoes of my childhood,
Send my soul aquiver.
Tree roots intertwine,
Fusing with mine.
Returning Home.

* 'Wandering Wayfarer' Poetry Contest
* Sponsored by: Nette Onclaud
* Entered on: 10/22/2025
* Total Syllable Count: 42

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Andrea Dietrich October 26, 2025 at 11:57 PM This is so nice. You chose a great theme. Congrats on the winner list Talia Hill October 27, 2025 at 12:54 AM Thank you so much for the compliment Andrea, I'm glad you enjoyed it! :)

Anne-Lise Andresen October 26, 2025 at 6:49 AM - A lovely poem, Talia :) - Congratulations on your win in the contest :) - hugs Talia Hill October 27, 2025 at 12:53 AM Thank you so much Anne-Lise, and of course, hugs right back at ya! :)