Tritina Trees
I love to walk among the woods;
It’s coolest here beneath the trees
In pleasant shade, eschewing sun.
In meadows where there’s only sun,
I find I quickly miss my woods,
And so I hurry to the trees.
Ah, back again among the trees
Where I find respite from the sun.
Delightful here! I love my woods.
My woods, their trees, block out the sun.
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(recurring theme of woods, trees, sun, but a "comfortable"
environment in which to try out a new form.
This form feels a bit like a "round", moving around
a central theme. Going to have to try this some more)
Copyright © Jeff Kyser | Year Posted 2022
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