Into The Woods Poem by Thomas Hooker

Into The Woods



Into the woods
we meet again,
dark as it may be,
only dappled light
through the canopy
of mossy green.

Into the woods
dark as light may be,
the basement canopy
crunchy and brown,
mysterious and silent
this place is my home.

Dark as it may be
my place to keep,
to hold the day
and fall asleep,
into the woods
we meet again.

Friday, May 1, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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At home in the woods
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