Forest LifeA Poem by A.A.RomanczukRays of sun embrace the forest Rays with the brilliance of tear drops Kiss my sleeping face Tall, proud trees gaze through the open window As the wind serenades with a tragic song I rise Emerald grass is light under my bare feet Flowers are my only ornaments Wild berries ask to be picked I am certain That soon the sweet lisp of children Calling, singing Will reach me Across the distance This forest life Is poetry © 2010 A.A.RomanczukFeatured Review
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Added on September 25, 2010Last Updated on September 25, 2010 AuthorA.A.RomanczukNJAbout“A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.” - Oscar Wilde Feel free to check out my first publis.. more..Writing
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