(I long to go back to the deep woods. The solitude, with only the company of the wildlife, beckons me.
Thank you, Doug, for this great write! )
She No Longer Remembered
She went to live among the trees
On the banks of a river wide
The wind was her music
The forest was her guide
She no longer remembered
Why she had cried
Douglas Evans
She went to live among the trees
On the banks of a river wide
The wind was her music
The forest was her guide
She no longer remembered
Why she had cried
Douglas Evans
ahhh... a peaceful walk in the woods, calming, fresh air, quiet to clear the cobwebs away...
ReplyDeleteYes! Exactly! Thank you, Yolo! :)
ReplyDeleteThanks for the peace and quiet Barbara!
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by, Jim! :)
ReplyDeleteThe forest has always been sort of a magical place to escape to. Wonderful image.
ReplyDeletelove it and i also love the woods and trees. love to go hiking in the trails that we have here in california.
ReplyDeleteThank you Preston and Lorilynn! :)
ReplyDeleteA visit to the forest can make lots of cares go away. Beautiful image!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Montucky! :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!
ReplyDeleteAhhh, such a calming and beautiful scene and wonderful poem too!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Lorraina! :)
ReplyDeleteLovely image and poem to go with. I love the solitude of the woods and how rejuvenating nature is. :)
ReplyDeleteYes, so do I! Thank you, Anna! :)
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