Rated: E · Poetry · Action/Adventure · #2287668
A Memorable Walk in the Woods
|I love to smell the stately pines,|
And hear the leaves beneath my feet.
Its nature at the best of times.
The woods are always such a treat!
The rustling of some squirrels I hear.
I pause to watch them run and play.
Their chatter pleasant to my ears,
So for a moment, I just stay.
Further on, the woods turn darker.
Sunlight is blocked by stands of trees.
A path becomes my only marker.
I feel a chill from the slight breeze.
Then, suddenly I stop dead still,
Not wanting to disturb the sight.
My heart is giddy at the thrill,
For there I see three deer on right.
A mother and her fawns of two,
Are grazing in the thickened grass.
Movement would scare them off, I knew,
But then the moment quickly passed.
She raised her head and gave a snort,
And just like that they flew away,
As if to say, "Aha, we'll thwart,
Your presence in our field today."
For a moment, I stood frozen,
Unsure if this was just a dream,
Almost like it was slow motion,
In a movie theatre scene.
Again I walk, and in the field,
From whence the deer had fled away,
I saw them til' they were concealed.
Oh how I wish that they could stay!
The sunlight on the field of wheat,
Created sparkling shards of light.
A slight wind moved it at my feet,
And birds flew out in frightened flight.
As I continued up the hill,
And gazed down at the valley floor,
The shades of color seemed to spill.
A picture you could not ignore.
But the most gorgeous sight of all,
Majestic blue hills, far away,
Like guardians of a castle wall,
Or giants out there for the day.
I turned, and quickly hurried home,
For night was near, I couldn't stay.
I felt so blessed to have been shown,
The sights I'd seen on this great day.
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