Saturday, August 29, 2009

Wander in the Woods




Crisp, cool air in my lungs.
The whisper of forest breeze.
A break from climbing life's rungs.
A special time on my memory to freeze.
A paradise of contentment, to restore my souls energy.
No worry about advancement.
Basking in nature's sweet synergy.
No more of life's fast frame.
Back in control of my time.
Each day not more of the same.
Money no issue I don't need a dime.
There's something about the woods.
Only here can real peace be found.
Not a crowded nieghbourhood, where all is one busy loud sound.

-by Larry D Matthews
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