Undergrowth with Two Figures - Van Gogh
In the cold woods where shadows display,
Two figures wander in the verdant sway.
Beneath the canopy of emerald light,
They tread softly, hidden from everyones sight.
Leaves murmur secrets of times gone by,
As golden beams filter through the sky.
Their steps are hushed, their hearts beat slow,
In the undergrowth where wildflowers grow.
In Van Gogh's world of colour oh i so so bright,
They find peace in the quiet wintery night.
Together they walk, hand in hand,
In this painted, enchanted and interesting land.....
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