My Wooded World (standard:poetry, 143 words)
Author: SheilaMarie	Added: Mar 01 2001	Views/Reads: 4023/3	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
poem about love and nature

My Wooded World" By Sheila Visingardi 

As a child, I would sit and ponder, at the wooded areas, for their
beauty relaxed me. The sway of the branches and whistling of the winds, 
as if they were calling my name. 

Then as I grew older, they were my retreat, for the woods became my own
world. A world full of imagination, creativity, resourcefulness,as well 
as inspiration. 

I loved my domain, for no problems were to great, the woods protected me
from everything. The branches would open as to hold me. The animals, in 
their busy ways, stopped to welcome me. 

It was this place, my wooded world, that I lived for. It is that place
that beckons me now. For it was only there, in them woods, I felt truly 
free. As free as I would feel when your love would surround me. 


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