A Four Year Old's Forest...Memories Poem by elysabeth faslund

Begin the long road home.
Turn. Look. Path the sun,
Home your bearings. Walk.
Stop. Flick spiderwebs away.

Yellow, black, Autumn spiders.
Harmless. Blackjack vines
Spiderweb trees...leaves
Trim-edged yellows, reds.

Walk. Palmettos shelter old
Yellow Jacket nests. Evergreen.
Ever good frond caves for
The lost. Woodpecker tapping

His meal. Red head...hammering.
Purple Hyacinth blooms, white hearts
Straggle floating remains of summer.
Sun leans West. Cross goldenrod

Fields, pink glory blooms closed.
No rabbits, too early. Lavender
Asters clump roadsides.
Turn. Turn towards home.

Soft, baked bread. Beef soup.
Fluffy pillow. Dream seen miracles
Nature grew for you. Always woods.
Always the way home.