Deep in the Woods


The woods has memories

The flaxen sun plaited into the canopy of greens
Playful feet dipped in the cool stream
Lilac wildflowers witnessed their promises

The woods has memories

The trees whispered her name
He raged against the tree bark
Broken knuckles, virgin blood
The old well filled with tears
Covered by mossy sorrow

The woods has memories

A lost boy mourned his love
trapped in the woods
stuck in the loop of time
The trees whispered their names

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Cassa Bassa

🇦🇺🇨🇳 inquisitive, observant, witty, a thinker, was a misfit child 😊

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