Friday, November 8, 2013

Nature Poem

The smells and sights of the forest
The mist in the air was like dew
It felt so calm, and free
like a bird in the sky
Tall trees reminded me of a maze
Isolated with only one way out

The pine in the air was smelt so good
Like the smell of Christmas morning
The air was cold and comforting
Soft  enough to lay on
These are the kinds of things that
are at the forest




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