Anna Maria

Rookie - 20 Points (1980 / United States of America, Earth)

Elf Queen Reverie | Early Poems - Poem by Anna Maria

Sweet perfume rises from the earth
as I tread under foot
needles of fragrant pine.

I belong to the woods,
and the woods belong to me.

When each busy day
begins to overwhelm me
with the weight of too much work,

I escape to where trees live,
and it feels like coming home.

I breathe the forest in
to the rejuvenation of my weary soul,
and like a child at play,

I skip and twirl
to the music of sunshine
peering through the branches of trees
dancing in the gentle breeze.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 16, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, December 16, 2011

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