Not really a hike because I was at work but still a walk in the woods. While I was waiting for my partner to get back to the truck I wrote this little poem of my day on the river.
A little walk in the woods did me some good.
Shades of green, a laughing, bubbling stream.
Songbirds sing a repetative tune,
a single bee buzes a flowers bloom.
A toad croaks somewhere nearby,
a bird takes flight in the blink of an eye.
My legs scrape against the brush,
a stick cracks behind me, a silent rush.
My hair stands on the back of my neck,
what was that I say aloud, what the heck!
My fear passes as quick as it came,
as I watch a deer bound away.
A simple time,
a walk through the woods,
it might just do you some good. WB
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