Forest

by Fredric Ozwald - Not entered

the forest shines with many things
the birds the trees the grass
the forest is alive to me 
my dreams my thoughts my past

the forest is a smiling face
a game a toy a cry
the forest can go anywhere
the clouds the street the sky

The forest is so many things 
the tree the bear the snow
it all reflects in tthe one who knows
who knows enough to show

Reason for writing:

    I live in the mountians and I do alot of walking in the woods
I also like to write and so that's why this is here! -Mike    

Birth sign: Not entered
Date created: 1998-04-03 17:29:52
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:40:07
Poem ID: 49225

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