Heather Sierra Ann

Rookie (08-02-19994 / Kansas)

Forest - Poem by Heather Sierra Ann

The dew stained grass brushes my bare feet with the softest of touches. Its sends me cool pulses and covers me in goosebumps. The wind pulls at my hair with a mothers invisible fingers, setting it straight and messing it up all at once. The trees spread out high above, a protecting figure against the vast and unending blue sky. Here I am safe, here I am at home with the tightpacked trees and soft brown land. So here I will stay as long as I can.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 22, 2009



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