Reminders

A Poem by huntnteen

As I chase the deer,
I have nothing to fear,
for running through the wood,
is where I belong, all is good.
The deer's beauty and grace,
remind me of your movements and face,
I sit in the meadow in the forest,
surrounded by flowers better then any florist's,
I take in the lovely scent
With out a dime spent,
The gorgeous smell,
reminds me of you in ways I cant tell.
As I lay in the grass,
I watch the birds pass,
and the pretty bird song,
comes lofting along,
and the beautiful sound,
reminds me of your voice, my heart pounds.
When I spend time in the wilderness,
surrounded by gentleness,
everything I find,
reminds me of you, which I don't mind.