From A Child Poem by Carol Mays

From A Child



Something's wild in the woods tonight—
Something crisp in the breeze.
There's some sweet scent in the shadows.
Hundreds of creatures, hiding out
with eyes and ears wide open.
It seems to me that the forest itself,
young and true, yet ages old,
Is hovering here and everywhere
in a long, black, sparkling cloak.

Tuesday, November 27, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: animals,forest,innocence,nature
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success