*Deep in the Woods*

Deep in the woods,
the branches dance in the wind,
wild and free,

Spreading their fragrance for
you and me.

Wild flowers sway,
as the wind trys picking them up,

Their roots planted firmly,
as they flow from side to side,

showing us all their glory,
and our makers touch inside,

shadows follow as they calmly go slow,

Deep in the woods,
time is well known,
as night takes hold,
until the morning,
when light takes control.

Written by:©Betty Bolden
1-6-04

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