M.L. Squier

Life In The Woods

I always remember
A certain red dawn
But I forget the hour
I fed the young fawn

On dark evenings when it was quiet
And the river flowed
Unforgettable like the tall mountains
When the wind blowed

I always remember
A certain red dawn
But I forget the hour
I fed the young fawn.

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 24, 2008

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