Serenity

The wind blows through my hair 
The smell of pine in the air 
The breeze stirs the leaves to fall 
In the distance you hear the eagles call 
An acorn hidden as the chipmunks search for more
In the distance you hear the water rushing to the shore
Night approaches in the sky a billion little lights
The snapping of campfires casting their light 
Footsteps as people walk
Voices in a distance as campers talk
Morning comes eyes awaken 
The smell of cooking eggs and bacon
Calm water the morning fisherman's delight
 Children in the park flying a kite
 Pine scent and sandy shores 
Nothing like the great outdoors
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Be the first to comment on this poem. Encourage this poet.

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace