ForestA Poem by LilyM;)this is from like 5 years ago and i dont like it but watevI love to go into the forest. In a way it is mysterious, but open for discovery. The animals vanish like Indian warriors. If you listen carefully, you can hear the bubbly singing of the streams. The forest smells like pine and oak. The bark of the trees is hard and rough. The tiny specks of light look like fairy dust. The colors of leaves vary from dull browns, fiery reds, sunset oranges to astonishing greens. The dry leaves crack crunchily under foot and the packed dirt sounds hollow. I think the forest is a haven of peace and, if you love it, a healer for the sick. © 2009 LilyM;)Reviews
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